By: MaryKhon

Hello Queeridos!!!

Santa Queer is here!!!! And so is the holiday season with all its cold, flu, and whatever else it decides to bring with it this winter season!

I can’t believe I’m writing the last article of the year. I mean, it feels like it was just yesterday when I was writing the January article, which if you ask me, I can’t remember what it was about. But the past is the past and the future is not certain so let’s focus in the present, queeridos!

Yes, I’m in a very philosophical mood right now. Blame it on my Seasonal Affective Disorder, also known as SAD. How sad is that? Anyway, the last few days the weather has become colder and the days darker. And since they changed the time, apparently giving us an extra hour in the day, by 5:30 PM it is already dark, making my surviving far more complicated. But that is a subject for another story because according to certain song, we are in the “most wonderful time of the year,” which is an illusion but never mind that.

It’s the holiday season, a time when we gathered to show everyone else how much or how little money we have based on the presents. And how popular or unpopular we are based on the parties we are, or not invited to. And about how much “holiday cheer” spirit we have based on the many decorations or the lack of them. I for example, have not put up a Christmas Tree in about five years. And now that I’m thinking of putting one up, I can see how stress free my life has been in the last five years, because now, just thinking about getting a tree has become a bother.

You might think that with all my “realistic” mumble jumble I’m an anti-holiday person. On the contrary, I’m very much into the holidays as long as I don’t have to fight the crowds, waste my time in long lines, and I can block the cheesy holiday music. With those three things taken care of, I can be a the most jolly fellow during the holidays, but make one of those three things become a reality and the deal is off.

As I said, I can be the most jolly fellow during the holidays and I don’t care if you call it Christmas because “Jesus is the reason for the season.” Or if you call it Winter Solstice because of your pagan ways, or if you call it winter wonderland because you live in a fantasy world. Those three names are okay with me as long as you don’t try to lecture me about your religion, or you want me to join your kumbaya, or you want me to dress like an elf. In other words, I celebrate this December as long as you don’t try to impose your ways and belief on me. Got it? Good!

I do want to take this time though to say that this article, is my last article for at least the next six months. That’s right, queeridos, mama needs a break. And as much as I like hanging around with all of you and as much as I love hearing your reactions on my crazy writings, I needs a break and I will takes that break!

Yes, I know you will miss my unorthodox ways of expressing simple phrases and you will feel an emptiness within because you’ll be lacking the dark humor of my writing style. But, I assure you, queeridos. You. Will. Survive.

And I know this because I have gone through rough times myself and, for better or worse, I have made it through the wilderness and I have come out on top… okay on the bottom… but the point is that I have made it and I have survived… just like you will.

And this break I’m taking is well, a long one. At least six months or maybe more, it all depends how my broken heart and wounded soul feel at the end of their trajectory. I may comeback with fanfares or could comeback quietly, like a dormouse. If I comeback at all.

Yes, queeridos, I’m being very cryptic here but that is because I don’t know how the future will turn out to be. What will happen during my absence and whether the magazine would want me back. I mean, I left once, for several years, mind you and I came back. This time, they may not need me anymore. Or I may not feel well enough to make a comeback happen.

Either way, I want to thank you for reading my articles. I know they are not inspirational masterpieces but they are, in fact, fun to read because I make an effort to entertain you with my silliness and antics. And I think I’ve said enough, queeridos! Merry Christmas! Happy Solstice! Enjoy your Winter Wonderland! And have the happiest and healthiest New Year you can ever have. And remember, queeridos! Stay Happy! Stay Healthy! Stay Queer!

Mary Khon signing off…. For now… I think…. I don’t know.

(Editor’s Note: You are an Adelante treasure. You are part of our magazine family and when you decide to pick up pen to paper again, your home is here. Al & Pepe).