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I am sorry I am late again.
It’s been busy and complicated and hectic. And it’s hard to find time and energy to write.
And with the holidays, the children are here, the family is here too. So even less time.
But holidays can also be a moment to settle down and be thankful; and I know North Americans have thanksgiving but in Europe we don’t. This time of the year is also a moment to look back to the year gone by and look ahead to the coming year. Or to delight in the present.
Or maybe you watch the Xmas classic movies – I’ll admit I’ve never been a fan of those… But that’s just me.
For me, there is always a bit of sorrow with the holidays because my maternal grandfather passed away on Christmas Eve. And I always wonder what he would make of the year that’s gone by; what he would say of the geopolitical situation – he was a brilliant man – how he would look at the economy, how he would criticize everything I’d done in that way he had to hide a compliment in every barb… It took me some time to realize that’s how he worked. I miss him, abrupt and brutal as he could be.
Tell me a tale of holidays…
What do holidays mean to you?