(((LovesDubs))). My honey is "in", and this has been our toughest Christmas yet. For the most part, I tolerate his jibes and snipes like a trooper. If he whines too much, I just pull more Christmas stuff out. Or sing Christmas carols until he shuts up. Yes, I have had some moments of intense sadness, because this season has such rich and significant memories for me. I can see my honey light up when ignorant worldly people "forget" his status and include him in a little Christmas fun, like a simple Christmas card from his brother. The last few days, he has been grousing that he wishes he could put the days on "fast forward" and get it all over with.
This morning I went ballistic when he asked if it would be OK if he spent Christmas evening with his study leader, after dinner with my family. I was enraged that he would show preference over the society than me and my family that has welcomed and included him from the very beginning. I told him if he went to his study leader's house, he might as well take a sleeping bag too, since he obviously thought they could take better care of him. Sheesh. He only wants to go so it doesn't look like he might have actually enjoyed himself that day. My honey quickly realized he had crossed the line of poor behavour, and went in to intensive apology mode. He has promised to say nothing more through the holiday season. We shall see. Men can be so dense. If nothing else, the intense dabates I have with my honey on this subject has made me more resolved as to what Christmas really means to me. It is all about family and memories and love and giving.
LovesDubs, is there anything you can do to open up the lines of communication with your man? We all need heart-to-heart contact.