"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
And now Christmas is on its way.
I was so excited about being here for the holidays, possibilities of snow, a White Christmas after all those hot sunny Buenos Aires Christmas Days .. decorating like a fiend with a big tree and lights and wreaths .. a real New England Christmas.
Complete with children visiting and a wee baby to spoil.
Oh the toys that baby will get !
Oh the loving and holding and kissing that baby will get.
But as nice and happy and loving as it all is, there is this Missing. This empty spot, this hole in my life.
So I bought a tiny tree and I will wrap it in lights and ribbons and put it in the window.
We will probably get a really big tree, but this one was just so cute .. it reminds me of the book I read as a child .. The Littlest Christmas Tree.
So I will go forth tomorrow with Holiday cheer dragged in from somewhere and I will look in shop windows and I will plan feasts and baked goodies .. and I might even hum a Christmas tune.