Monday, December 19, 2011
Filling Christmas stockings. Truly the highlight of gift giving for me. Beginning in the fall. Sourcing the ideal items for each family member. A collection of humorous, luxurious, and practical ones. Wrapping up each little treasure. All leisurely taking turns Christmas morning. Opening them one by one. The girls spending the past couple of Christmas mornings with their husbands. As they should. Establishing their own traditions. So it had come down to the three of us. Michael, my husband and I. Diesel enthusiastically joining in. Thoroughly enjoying ourselves. This season, deciding against hanging the stockings for just us two. Not keen on dealing with the emptiness that would so obviously be sitting there with us. Simply because of how it came to be. Choosing to give it a pass this time around. Open to reinstating that tradition in the future. Understanding that eventually this is how it would have been. However, this year planning to go snowshoeing instead.