I slept in. My Christmas present to myself.
The headache that was threatening for the last two days blossomed into a full fledged version today. I’ve been massaging and working my muscles, but nothing helps much for long.
I got to see my other two nieces today, which was very nice. And I finally met the boyfriend of the eldest. He seems a nice young man, and brought delicious smoked salmon to the party.
I should be with Ambrose today. Eating food that he cooked. Going for a hike or a walk. Spending time together. But I’m never going to get to do that again.
I got the tickets for the hockey game on Saturday. It will be my parents and my brother and me. I got front row upper section. I think that will be a good way to celebrate Ambrose’s birthday. He introduced me to hockey and took me to my first game.
That first game, he got us seats up against the glass. That was awesome, even if I didn’t see anything as dramatic as what Ambrose saw at his first hockey game, when a guy’s nose got broken against the glass in front of him.
After that first one, we usually got seats higher up. It’s a better view of the ice, and less expensive. More money to spend on beer and pretzels.
Tomorrow, the plan is to visit the aquarium and maybe the planetarium. Maybe some other activities.
This doesn’t really feel like Christmas. It feels like just a day. Not a bad day at all, but not special. I’m glad to be with family.
I don’t know what I want or what I need. But I’ll figure it out when the time is right. I do trust that.