Thursday, December 24, 2009
Most of you that know me, know that I'm an only child. With a catastrophic case of "only child syndrome." There's always the threat of being alone. No brothers or sisters mean no nieces or nephews. If I live long enough, I'll watch all of my family that I love so much go to the other side.
Driving around this morning, I started thinking about being without my Love this weekend. And I was a bit blue. Thinking of her and her big family. Eating crowded around the table. Tons of people and plenty of presents. I had a minor pity party.
Then suddenly, something inside me said, "Wait to see what these five days will bring before you discount them. Just wait. You might be surprised."
Later, I took My Love to the airport and she's on her way WAY up North. I picked up dinner for me and my parents and went to their house. The home that I grew up in. It was just the three of us. And it was just perfect.