Ode to Christmas

People keep writing about how sad they are during the holidays, suffering through the idea of spending another holiday without their missing person. But I find the holidays a comfort, actually. I can’t really imagine if I’d lost Olivia in June or October or something. There’s something close to or similar to soothing about being sad next to a beautifully lit Christmas tree and driving around looking at lights every night.

Of course, I’d love if she was here more than anything but if she’s not going to be – and she’s not – at least I have the beauty of friends and family and well lit trees to keep me company and provide a soft lit atmosphere. Ya know?

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