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Posting them here so I can remind myself.
Mentioned to church-John this morning that I'm seriously considering the following:
1- NOT attending the Christmas Eve service as it's lost some of its lustre over the years. Even (or especially) when I was with M, we'd only attended one year (2002?) - and it had been a while since I'd attended before then, especially when I could no longer volunteer as a combined Communion server and Usher but was still busy coordinating the Christmas Day dinner at church. I wasn't too thrilled last year to be seated way too far back (for me) in the Orchestra section, without a large-print program which meant I couldn't even follow the carol lyrics, and my seatmate was a floor Captain so she was away from her seat for most of the service. Certainly didn't promote the warm fuzzies inside, though I did feel appreciated as the Registrar of all volunteers. However it had been a lovely gesture for c-J to drive down from his home just to be able to get me home safely.
2- NOT attending the Christmas Day dinner at church. Now this is a big deal. I'd continued attending (actually being in charge) since 1991, whether or not I was in a relationship. Everything ended when I was heartbroken to experience a theft in the church somewhere during the night between Christmas Eve and Christmas Day (I believe it was in 2001). The thieves made off with my special red lace tablecloths, boxes of fancy Christmas crackers, and some other things, leaving me to scramble to try to decorate the tables with odds and ends. For the past several years, the day (along with Thanksgiving Day in October) has been one of the set celebrations for me and my chosen sisters Jan and RS, so I'm sure they'll be disappointed to hear that I'm not attending. But, then, c-J said I might probably be much happier to stay at home, all comfy and cozy in front of the fireplace without having to rush about, relying on my rides provider to get me there and hoping a kind soul might get me home safely. Huh. I just noticed I'd used "get me home safely" twice. No, no anxiety there, right?
Oh, my. I think I just did a whole bunch of growing up with these two decisions. I may as well continue the absentee option by not attending the regular morning service on Christmas Day. I know, I know. Too. Much. Church. By staying home, I can still watch the webcast and write my review, so I will have continued to participate and support it in my own unique way. Anyway, it feels funny to have arrived at these decisions exactly 5 weeks before Christmas Day. Then, again, I always did like tidy patterns.
Mentioned to church-John this morning that I'm seriously considering the following:
1- NOT attending the Christmas Eve service as it's lost some of its lustre over the years. Even (or especially) when I was with M, we'd only attended one year (2002?) - and it had been a while since I'd attended before then, especially when I could no longer volunteer as a combined Communion server and Usher but was still busy coordinating the Christmas Day dinner at church. I wasn't too thrilled last year to be seated way too far back (for me) in the Orchestra section, without a large-print program which meant I couldn't even follow the carol lyrics, and my seatmate was a floor Captain so she was away from her seat for most of the service. Certainly didn't promote the warm fuzzies inside, though I did feel appreciated as the Registrar of all volunteers. However it had been a lovely gesture for c-J to drive down from his home just to be able to get me home safely.
2- NOT attending the Christmas Day dinner at church. Now this is a big deal. I'd continued attending (actually being in charge) since 1991, whether or not I was in a relationship. Everything ended when I was heartbroken to experience a theft in the church somewhere during the night between Christmas Eve and Christmas Day (I believe it was in 2001). The thieves made off with my special red lace tablecloths, boxes of fancy Christmas crackers, and some other things, leaving me to scramble to try to decorate the tables with odds and ends. For the past several years, the day (along with Thanksgiving Day in October) has been one of the set celebrations for me and my chosen sisters Jan and RS, so I'm sure they'll be disappointed to hear that I'm not attending. But, then, c-J said I might probably be much happier to stay at home, all comfy and cozy in front of the fireplace without having to rush about, relying on my rides provider to get me there and hoping a kind soul might get me home safely. Huh. I just noticed I'd used "get me home safely" twice. No, no anxiety there, right?
Oh, my. I think I just did a whole bunch of growing up with these two decisions. I may as well continue the absentee option by not attending the regular morning service on Christmas Day. I know, I know. Too. Much. Church. By staying home, I can still watch the webcast and write my review, so I will have continued to participate and support it in my own unique way. Anyway, it feels funny to have arrived at these decisions exactly 5 weeks before Christmas Day. Then, again, I always did like tidy patterns.
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