|Tate, Christmas 2007, our first year in Lethbridge, and the last year he would be "an only child "|
So why year after year do I do it? It actually makes me sad. Pulling out ornaments, remembering Christmas when I was young. Pulling out the ornaments that have the dogs pictures in them. This year will be excruciating, I can't even stand the thought that Tate won't be here, never mind finding his ornaments :(
It makes me wish that I had found Brad earlier, that we had had kids, the kids would be grown now and bringing over grandchildren, how fun would that be?
Anyway, just doing some reflecting. Yes I understand Christmas is about more then the decorations and all the glitz and presents, I know it was the day of Jesus birth, so don't get into that with me.
I am just trying to figure myself out, and why I even bother .