Un altro Natale passato coi tuoi
sarà proprio questo il Natale che vuoi
fra 1000 amici e finti parenti
ti manca qualcuno e stringi un pò i denti
Britti sings of the pressure to ‘keep up appearances’ at Christmas that some of us know better than others. The last two lines go something like: Among 1000 friends and relatives (who aren’t even relatives at all!), you miss someone and grit your teeth a little.
Christmas always makes me feel this way. Wishing I could be somewhere else. With someone else. Having a child changes things and rightly so. But beyond Marabella le feste ring hollow for me these days. And this year there’s no consolation prize. No flight into Italy to escape the January void. Niente. I’m home all holidays! Italy will have to wait. A couple more months at least. It’ll be interesting though. I want to see how I go. I’m full of plans I’m hoping will propel me into 2012 like a catapult. Hey, maybe I’ll get a birdseye view of Christmas this year after all.