Oh Those Holidays…
Covid interfered with Christmas this year, zapping Jason and Happy, keeping the grandparents and Felix away. It was the first time in 20 years Felix was not home for the holidays. I stumbled around in teary perplexity. Where was the noise? Where was the urgency? The ease of the giftgiving felt surreal. Usually it is much more tricky. Somehow the presents must be opened and a semblance of gaiety and gratitude induced, even though the undoing of tape and ribbons drives Felix bonkers. It is not simply that he objects to the difficulties of unwrapping, though that is surely part of it. It’s also the stuff. Felix rarely cares for stuff. I love this about him. Give him a jumprope to dangle, give him his favorite song, and that’s enough, more than enough, why drown out what he already has with more?
There is an exception to this rule: he loves to be given food. Luckily, I did not get Covid and so spent a good deal of Christmas Day driving up to Felix’s school to deliver his stocking candy. Here he is, in the pine woods near his residence, reaching for a chocolate Santa and enjoying the fruits of his labor. I hope you all managed to find some enjoyment in your holidays, too, as imperfect as they may have been.
Felix with chocolate and jumprope
For those of you who do your end of the year giving around now, Lonely Worm Farm appreciates gifts. All donations are tax deductible and go towards creating and maintaining an accessible ecological artspace and farm geared towards the disabled.
Theresa in Santa hat holding homemade wreath
