Monthly Archives: December 2006

As we muddle through this first hoiday without my father, we find joy along the way. Everday we cry and wish circumstances were different, but having the laughter of the children helps to heal.

Next year, when December first rolls around I am going to try to remember December 22 from this year. Why? Well, because I will recall how much it absolutely sucks and how I wish I was anywhere but here. I … Continue reading →

Six months can be so very long and yet it can go in a blink of an eye. In the last six months I have learned that for so long I have taken most everything in my life for granted. … Continue reading →

Tonight Cassidy had her holiday (can’t say Christmas lest we offend one group or another) pageant. It is something a parent should cherish and eagerly anticipate. But me? I dread these fucking things. Not only will I be forced to … Continue reading →

For the past few years, since I resigned from the world of whoring for mortgage rates, I have been helping my dear friend get fancy homes ready for famous people who flock to the mountains for Christmas and New Year’s. … Continue reading →

Sometimes the happiness that inhabits much of my days is so heavily laced with grief and pain for my father that I would like nothing more than to crawl into a corner and hide there for the next two weeks. … Continue reading →

It is only December 13 and I am not quite sure I can last through this madness. It was all okay until about 6 p.m. this evening. That is when my brother arrived for what is supposed to be just … Continue reading →

I like to think that I am a fairly level headed mother. Afterall, I have three hellion kids, ranging in ages from 13 to 2. They all attend different schools that have different starting and ending times, and they each … Continue reading →

December is a month of happenings and memories. When you are moving on from something completely heartbreaking, it is a time of tears and deep breaths. It seems that everywhere we turn right now, there are reminders of exactly where … Continue reading →

I can never accuse Mia of being humdrum. Wednesday was her 64th birthday. Although I still think of her as 36, my age, she grows older every year. It was a bitter sweet day on her birthday. It was a … Continue reading →