Could you find a more 50s setting? The television, the floral curtains, the toys? My brother and I at my grandparents’ house on Christmas afternoon.
I miss him. I miss my parents. I miss my dogs. I miss my relatives and my friends who have passed away.
Christmas is beautiful and bittersweet. The older you get, the more losses you mourn.
If you’re having a hard time this Christmas, know that you are loved and supported here on this blog. If you need to talk about it, you have a safe space here. Be gentle with yourself and your grief. If you’re dealing with illness, be still, and know you are surrounded with love and healing.
I hope you find moments of joy and laughter this Christmas. I hope you find moments of peace, as well.
Don and I hold you in our hearts.
I am so thankful for your presence here and for your friendship.
There’s no snow on the ground this year, but the sentiment remains constant (as well as the the Christmas lights on the porch):
I’m taking the day off tomorrow, my friends.
Happy Tuesday and Merry Christmas Eve.