However. We will be spending Christmas Eve and Christmas Day in New Jersey, with my parents and all four of my siblings and their spouses. The four cousins (grandkids) will be together, and Athena will be hanging out with my parent’s dog, Diesel. (totally named after Thomas the Tank Engine by the rescuer’s son, I believe) I think they’ll be fast friends, for sure.
It will be the first year that I can remember without my Uncle Jamie, who is fighting a good fight back at home. He’s crushingly missed. It’s been a weird December, full of excitement and cheer, as well as illnesses and feeling wrought out. I’m hopeful for the future, always, even when things seem so doom and gloom, both at home and in a larger national and global sense. The world is filled with billions of beautiful people, and we are connected by miles and wires. It’s a wonderful life.
May Santa bring you that Red Ryder BB Gun you’ve been wanting.
May your mother send you a text to ask you if your gingerbread men should be “anatomically correct.”
May you eat your weight in cookies, or whatever it is that you fancy.
May your houses be warm, and the people in it, healthy. Seriously. This is not a drill. Let’s all feel well!
May you look into 2015 with hope and light, the way I will.
May you all continue to blog or at least visit my blog, because I dig you.
I really, really do.