I'm not a real fan of Christmas, but if you are then great.
I'm in Southern California with my Mom, and will drive with my sister to our Dad's house tomorrow. This is the only place where everyone I know, is aware of my secret. It's kind of nice. I don't suppose that it will be too long before I let the cat of the bag with my close friends at home. I'm still unsure about my co-workers, but I'm sure in time everyone will be on board.
The Amigo is in Mexico, visiting his family. It's bitter sweet.
He hasn't been home in 5 years, and recently his family has suffered two tragedies. Amigo was very upset that he was so far away, and felt so helpless. After the first tragedy, the death of a sister, we booked him a ticket to go home for the Christmas break. Then a couple weeks ago, a very close neice (more like a sister than a neice) was injured in a traffic accident, and had to have her foot amputated. Amigo could not focus on his school work, and this was during his finals. I'm afraid his grades are suffering.
Honestly, neither of us were sure if Amigo was even going to come back. Perhaps his family needed him at home. His sister that recently passed away was the care taker of the family, and especially Amigo's aging mother.
Amigo and I text several times a day, and we usually "facetime" chat in the morning and evening. This year, Amigos family is apparently not celebrating Christmas. His mom doesn't feel up to it and I guess that they are trying to respect her wishes. At least that's my take on it. Communication is still not perfect between the Amigo and I, and he seems reluctant to talk about the subject.
One thing I can tell is that returning home to Mexico is not the joyous occasion I thought it was going to be. I was so happy that Amigo was returning home after a long and hard 5 years away. I guess I failed to realize that he was returning to a saddened house. He felt so helpless being a thousand miles away, and now, he feels helpless even though he's home.
I feel pretty sure that he will decide to come back to Utah. I know he misses me and hopefully he can graduate in a year (or less I hope).
I'll know for sure, on New Year's day when we are both scheduled to fly back to SLC.
Until then, Happy Holidays everyone.
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