It is Christmas Eve, and my husband and I finally have time together, just us and Mason. I worked until noon this morning, brought home some Taco Bell, and we opened up our Christmas presents to each other!
This year, it was a little tough for me to think of gifts for Matty. I ended up getting him new pajamas – his old pair had a big old rip down the back – and a Qalo ring. We haven’t had wedding rings for almost this whole year, they sort of fell apart.
When we got married, we decided we wanted unique wedding bands, so we went with wood rings from an Etsy shop. They were absolutely beautiful, but the maintenance on them is more complicated than silver or gold rings. Mine worn down after two years and I decided to take it off to preserve it, and Matty lost his at work because he isn’t allowed to have it on while he’s working.
Matty bought me the Humans of New York book based off of the Instagram account. I am truly excited to have it – his interviews are so touching. It’s very humanizing to read, makes you feel like you’re not the only one going through hard shit. Matty also bought me a Willow Tree angel, the angel of friendship, and a pair of duck boots! I had been dreaming of them for years, and I now own a pair. And lastly, he made me a dictionary.
I know that sounds silly. A dictionary for a present? Yes.
See, we have had this “love” language for each other since our dating days. All of these made up words, and we had never written them down. We’ve made up so many words, it’ll take a while to fill the pages, but Matty sat down and made definitions and origins for all the words he could remember. It’s simply adorable.
We had a wonderful Christmas, and Mason enjoyed it as well! He has, in fact, been napping for three hours.
After we opened presents, we hunkered down to watch The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. It’s one of our favorite movies, because it’s so inspiring. I think it’s severely underrated, the directing and storyline were beautiful.
To see the world, things dangerous to come to, to see behind walls, draw closer, to find each other, and to feel. That is the purpose of life.
Doesn’t that just make you want to get out? Just, live the way you want to live? Live unapologetically, see the sights, love who you want to love? Ugh. It’s just so beautiful and inspiring.
Matty and I want to tiny home live. Or rather, we really just want to love life and see everything. We want to raise Mason to appreciate his opportunities, and to see the world in all it’s diversities. I, too, have much to learn and appreciate of other people’s cultures, and I would just love to share those moments and experiences with my family.
I hope your Christmas Eve was as wonderful as mine!