My parents are coming to stay for the Winter Solstice. It’s the first time I’ve shared a Pagan celebration with them and the first time they and the core polycule will be in the same place.
It’s not the most stress-free of Yuletides. So, why do this to myself? Well, my parents aren’t immortal and I’d like to share the parts of my life that I can with them. I have less stuff than The Princess, I earn less money, I’m not going to marry a man and have a baby as she has, my happiness – on the outside and in purely skin-deep ways seems less conventional. But I love my life, I love my friends, I love my nephew Bonsai Kaiju more than I can express. I want them to know that I’m happy, if possible share some of that happiness with them, if not at least expose them to it.
So, for two days I’m going to stress myself out and then I can relax. As people I quite like my parents, so I’m taking them to MiL’s party tonight. The most stressful bit is out of respect for them I’m going to try and dial back the physical affection that keeps me sane.
We’ll see how it goes, as with any of my well oiled machine plans the wheels have already fallen off as the Jellicle and Imp fell ill at her parents place so rather than come back last night and help me and Weasel clean the place they’re being driven up today by her Dad. It’s anyone’s guess if she’ll make it up before Mum and Dad!