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  • A month ago I entered all the things I would need to remember into my Google calendar. Because I lost my mother last year, and the family has fragmented, I entered "Do something different" for Christmas Eve. I forgot about this as the month toiled along.
    My boyfriend and I aren't speaking, my daughter has a boyfriend, my son is in his own world. On Christmas Eve I was sitting at home alone. I heard a notification on my phone and checked, "Do something different".
    I thought about all the activities available to me. One I didn't want to act out was feeling sorry for myself.
    I remembered a Korean Spa near my home. This is a place where everyone, separated by gender, gets naked and sits in hot tubs with big tea bags, steaming and melting into absolute luxury. Heck Yeah!
    I relaxed, I meditated, I ate good food. (while clothed of course)
    I could've donated to a charity, or went to a candlelight service. I might've visited friends or went to the local pub and met new people.
    Instead I visited myself and contributed to my body.
    That don't make me bad!
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