Christmas went much better than anticipated. Boyfriend and I exchanged presents in the morning after making breakfast and just spent quality time together in our new place until noon.
When we arrived at my parents' house, we were greeted with smiles, hugs, and cheer. For the first time in a long time, Boyfriend and I both felt comfortable being in their house. It was a warm (literally - dang the South) and love-filled holiday.
Unfortunately Boyfriend was feeling unwell. He's been fighting what we thought to be a stomach flu. He'd been fine for a few days, but for Christmas the poor dear's stomach started acting up again.
But at least everyone was able to smile and share the love for Christmas. It was a miracle that I will not take for granted.