Christmas

Reading this post kind of encapsulates how I feel about a Christmas this year, but for different reasons. Christmas used to be a great time in our house, a time for family. The one day of the year where we all knew where we'd be and what we would be doing at different times in the the day. It's an operation of military precision, presents, breakfast, Mass, cousins visit us, drinks in the afternoon, dinner in the evening, falling asleep on the couch waking up to play board ganes and or have another drink, all in that order. This year however, I'm dreading it. When we wake up on Christmas morning, one of us will be missing. Nothing I can do will change it. I just have to accept that this is the way it will be, it doesn't mean that this Christmas will be any easier though. I try to remain optimistic, tell myself that this year is about starting a new tradition, but sometimes...... sometimes it just doesn't help.