I can’t figure out where the year has gone! So much has happened in 2018, both good and bad. Some things are carrying over into the new year, also good and bad. I decided that the last two years I felt obligated to do Christmas. In 2016 I put up the tree because I knew it would be my last Christmas in the house. And last year I put up the tree because it was the first Christmas in my new house. This year I wanted Christmas to feel like a choice. So I have put a tree and I have tried to ‘do’ Christmas. The holidays are really tough since Robby is gone and I know they will never be the same. So this year I am starting my search for the new normal for holidays. There’s got to be a way that’s at least a little less painful.
I did some things I hadn’t done for a while, like sewing and painting. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed making things. I made a couple of aprons like my Great Grandma Clare wore. She has been on my mind a lot this Christmas. I spent a lot of time with her growing up and she taught me so many things like cooking, baking, how to wear and apron and about the power of positive thinking. I find myself missing my family this year and the realization that my family traditions end with me has left me sad.
But now with Christmas behind me, I am looking forward to New Years and the possibilities that a new year can bring.