Christmas Eve Eve, and what the new year might look like
I noticed the last post was four days before my brother passed. *breathes* Twenty-four days ago that seems like both yesterday and years ago. This grief thing really sucks. But I digress from my original thought... Today is Christmas Eve Eve, and I just finished a shower before I try to turn off my mind from my grief and my 49ers losing to a team they should've beat. Hey, I'll take anything to distract myself - even anger against my most favorite team. Anything. Anyway, I sit on my bed looking at the few gifts I wrapped, and my almost packed bag for the next two days. It seems like Christmas is the same this year but really, it is not. It's all for show, the packages, packed bags, and errand bag I made so I dont' forget to take care of a few errands before I head out of town and to my family. It's all fake. All of it. Christmas Eve Eve was always an exciting day for me, one of my favorites of the year. This year? It's the day that became "the one to prepa