I had another post planned for today, but had too many thoughts running through my mind this morning, and felt the need to write something else to reach out to others.
It’s days like this that I miss dad, the memories of Christmas past, a roaring fire in the fireplace, carols playing in the background, good smells coming from the kitchen. We didn’t have set times when we opened presents, usually not in the morning, we did always open our Christmas stockings. Now days, Christmas has lost that sparkle of the young naïve family with small children. Tragedies have happened to loved ones, others have passed away from old age, there are no little children to spoil and just sit and happily watch. Christmas just isn’t the same anymore, too much has happened since I was a little one. This year has been particularly hard…so we are just holding steady, and hoping for a better new year…
I woke up this morning worrying about adoptees and parents of birth on this holiday that is so focused on family. Holidays are hard for many, and I wanted others to know that I’m thinking about you.