I am away for Christmas...

I find it best to go away at holiday times- though he misses me.
Easier to be in another country surrounded by family myself (not that I don't love solitude in my own home) but it is better he is not distracted by me being round the corner. He can then be really there with his family with no exit route so easy to take.

And I am happy . I enjoy missing him. I hold that feeling in my heart. Knowing that somewhere he is loving me, yet safely in the centre of his family, and he knows I am loving him. It isn't important to be physically present with a person you love. It's a nice bonus, but I am happy with knowing he is out there.


My platonic other has found a not so platonic other. I am happy for him. He needs something more than my friendship to keep him warm. Was touched that he came to farmers market after the first night they spent together.... because he promised me he would be there. But I sent him back to bed armed with a fiver to buy croissants and coffee for his new love, and told him not to be so silly. Still it was a nice gesture. He is going to be a good friend, I can tell.