The world feels dark and mean, and there’s no Christmas joy.
That’s just how I feel.
You can’t get away from the man in the White House, no matter how hard you try.
Trust me, I try.
I really don’t.
Life right now just feels dark and heavy, like the universe is weighing me down.
Health worries and grief add to the heaviness.
This is the first Christmas without Uncle.
We’ll be going out to get our annual Christmas gift cards soon, and I won’t have to have the annual fight with Cowboy about not giving Uncle enough money.
The sad part of getting older is that your parents are gone, and the older generation goes with them.
Your kids grow up, start their own families, and they aren’t around much anymore.
December stops being something you look forward to.
It turns into something you dread.
You walk in a store, and the Christmas carols and decorations hit you in the face, and there’s no joy in it.
It just makes you want to cry.
Maybe tonight isn’t the night to be writing a blog post.
It’s just not a good night for me.
2 comments:
This hasn't been a good year, Jane. I know everyone of these emotions. The past few days I have felt broken. I am a strong-willed person, so to feel this way say a whole lot about the horrific time we are in. It's like a monstrous nightmare that I cannot awaken from. I have been crying. You are not alone.
Sandra: I hear the pain in what you wrote, and I am so sorry you are feeling broken. It takes a lot of strength to share those emotions, and I respect that. I have had those same moments of crying and wondering how much more we are supposed to endure. I hope this nightmare ends soon and the America we once knew can be found again. Thank you for reminding me that none of us are alone in this.
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