Can't take the love out of Christmas

I was in Jogja with my family for Christmas. A few months ago when my break-up wounds were still fresh, the family Christmas plans seemed pretty scary. I would be in Jogja again, but this time without cheeckbones. On top of that, I would be with 2 other couples, my parents and my sister and brother-in-law.

Having failed at convincing my mother and sister that I was not celebrating this Christmas, I find myself on an AirAsia flight with my parents, 12 bottles of wine and enough pate and cheese to feed a village.

We had a great time, of course. Surprisingly, I found myself appreciating being alone. I didn’t need to check with anyone before I bought tickets to a show, in fact I didn’t have to negotiate anything with anyone, something I was witnessing quite a bit. I was glad to be free of these tiring negotiations, actually. Quite happy to walk around on my own, linger for as long as I want and have an entire beca to myself.

:-)