Well it's here; hell it's almost past.
Seems to be going (well)—it seems to be going.
It's coming on christmas they're cutting down trees, they're putting up reindeer singing songs of joy and peace...
We baked so many cookies—dozens: Peanut butter, chocolate chip, thumbprints, sugar, and even buckeyes.
The best part was the fun we had doing it.
Josie, Doug, Karen, Sandy, Nermione, Heather, even my Dad helped.
As the days get closer and closer it becomes more real, almost unbearable.
Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on. - Sarah Mclachlan
Christmas was my mom's favorite holiday.
It's almost incomprehensible how many Christmas decorations she has packed into those boxes.
My Dad put off decorating for some time, though once he got started he fell right into the groove of things.
He says its to keep himself busy so he doesn't spend so much time thinking,
Still it was pretty sketchy whether or not we would have a tree this year or not; Here we are 3:00 a.m. Christmas Eve morning and we are all set: tree, lights, cookies, gifts.
Though we can't overlook the most blatantly missing element.
I've compiled a list of Christmas songs with the ability to drop you into the darkest, deepest pits of despair.
Sometimes its rock-bottom you have to hit before you can build yourself up again; Haven't had a good cry for sometime.
Momma made Christmas good at our house, though most years she just did without... - NewSong
So the new job is going well. I like the staff they are fun to work with and the atmosphere is professional (enough.)
My last day at the old (new) job is this week. I'll miss the folks there, they were nice enough.
I hate to have met so many new people and left so abruptly but I have to do what is best for me in the long run.
On that same note, I have been toying with the idea of going back to school in the fall, perhaps pursue my MBA.
I've looked at a couple different schools and with the hours I am working now it seems like a realistic goal !
Well, I guess I had better get to bed, Nermione has my alarm set for 6:45 a.m. so she can go to work (man am I glad I don't work retail anymore!)
Pray for my father's sanity, kiss and hold all those dear to you these next days.
Remember love is all we have. Be joyous and prayerful.
On this night, on this night, on this very Christmas night - Trans Siberian
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ReplyDeleteAn-e: In two days, it will be the anniversary of my grandmother's death. It's very weird. And eerie. I wonder how my dad is handling it. Because here in our house, we don't talk about emotions, let alone show any..
have a good Christmas. It gets "easier" with time. Maybe the word shouldn't be easier, but more "dealable", eh?