Wednesday, 28 December 2011
We've been in Canada for over a week. Our trip from Melbourne to British Columbia was remarkably easy; a total of about 18 hours door-to-door which is about as fast as one can possibly travel those distances. All bags arrived, we were adequately rested and the jetlag was minimal.
It isn't easy getting this many of us under one roof for this many days. Many of us were weary in the lead-up to Christmas and all of the concomitant planning and executing. Some were missing girlfriends or dogs, some were missing space or our own beds. Nerves can get rubbed the wrong way, and some of us talk too much during movies.
Family is about my sister-in-law waking J early on Christmas morning. We all emerge at dawn into the magical environment she has created. Candles flicker in every room, the aroma of coffee wafts throughout the house, music softly plays, and a pile of presents beckon. Every year, four stockings bulge with goodies for the kids. This year, the three eldest surprised the five adults with our own overflowing stockings. It was unexpected and remarkably thoughtful. More of the ties that bind.
Soon we will all be on our separate ways. Three head back to Calgary. C2, J, and I leave for a week's ski holiday to Whistler-Blackcomb. The house will be cleaned and life will return to normal. But my soul will have been recharged for another year, I will have been reminded who I am and where I come from. When we fly back to our home in Australia 15,000km away, I'll remember we're really not far away at all.