The dreaded holidays again.
I remember when Christmas time used to give me this warm fuzzy feeling inside.... I would sit and read, drink hot cocoa, listen to Christams songs, and just plain be happy.
It's just not that way anymore. It doesn't feel like Christmas. It just feels like another oridinary week, another oridnary month.
Christmas 2002 I sat in front of my tree and cried. Christmas 2003 I sat in front of my mom's tree and did the same thing. I have a feeling that this Christmas won't be any different.
This time of year just makes me long even more for the close friends that I've never had, the close family that I lost along the way, and the desire to spend every last minute with the little boy that I never see.
Christmas is hard.
I remember when Christmas time used to give me this warm fuzzy feeling inside.... I would sit and read, drink hot cocoa, listen to Christams songs, and just plain be happy.
It's just not that way anymore. It doesn't feel like Christmas. It just feels like another oridinary week, another oridnary month.
Christmas 2002 I sat in front of my tree and cried. Christmas 2003 I sat in front of my mom's tree and did the same thing. I have a feeling that this Christmas won't be any different.
This time of year just makes me long even more for the close friends that I've never had, the close family that I lost along the way, and the desire to spend every last minute with the little boy that I never see.
Christmas is hard.
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But all is well now. Yay for upcoming trip to Seattle!