Since people have heard that I’m headed east this fall, several have stated something along the lines of : “Oh! Â You’ll be away from home for the holidays! Â Too bad!” Â They generally get a blank stare, then my brain finally computes and I’ll reply, “Oh, that’s no biggie.”
This is definitely one advantage to being single in the military. Â First off, while there’s the “home town” definition of “home,” over the years “home” has come to mean “the place I’ve been lying down to sleep for the past few days.” Â I’ve caught myself any number of times referring to a hotel room I’ve been in for less than a week as “home.”
Then there’s where I normally spend the holidays. Â While out in the Pacific I generally spent Christmas, at least, at home, alone with the feline. Â The tradition has become doing church on Christmas Eve, coming home and opening presents[], staying up late, and then sleeping in on Christmas Day. Â I even managed that here this past year since the protestants didn’t want a Christmas Day service.
And here’s where the blank stare comes in: Â I enjoy this routine. Â I’m an introvert. Â While I don’t mind being with and around people, I recharge by being in very small groups or alone. Â And by the end of December there’s been a lot of people time, so some alone time is the perfect present.
That all said, the other part of the blank stare is this: Â I’m looking forward to spending the two major fall holidays deployed. Â By that point I’ll be referring to the small room I’m staying in as “home,” and the folks I’m serving with will definitely be a family of sorts. Â Plus it will be really neat to be a part of these celebrations with people who are separated from husbands, wives, and children, helping to kindle the holiday spirit far from their homes.
And who knows, Christmas has twelve days, I might yet make it home to Oklahoma before the season is liturgically over. Â And yes, I plan on spending several days not interacting with another human!
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