This box represents 22 Christmases spent with our oldest baby boy Evan. This will be the last year he puts them on our tree. Next year they will deck their own halls. Jordy's ornaments are on display and we long for Christmas Day to talk to him. That's all I want for Christmas is to hear his voice.
The wedding is a nice distraction from other things...
Tomorrow my breast friend Merrilee starts chemo for breast cancer.
Her new favorite Carol is...
I'll be bald for Christmas.
You can count on me
Please send wigs and do a jig
and presents under the tree
Christmas Eve will find me where the love light gleams
I'll be bald for Christmas, If only it were a dream.
We like dark humor.
My favorite Carol I wrote last year...
Oh Holy Crap the sky is brightly shining it is the night of our dear brother's death
Long lay the world in sin and error pining til he appeared and the crowd heard him laugh
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices for yonder comes a young and spunky guy.
Fall on your knees oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine, oh crap when Scotty died, oh night divine, oh crap, oh night divine.
Maybe irreverant but this is how I cope. On Dec 23rd I will be singing this and eating his favorite treat. Nut Goodies I ordered them from Minnesota.
I haven't slept in two nights.With sleep aids. Just a couple of naps. I guess I'll go with the Scarlet philosophy . (Say it with a southern accent) "I'll go home and I'll think of somehow to get to sleep
Afterall, tomorrow is another day."
I need a therapist, my head just might explode.
I really need to sleep in heavenly peace...keep your fingers crossed.