Christmas isn't Christmas this year
My dad is going to a funeral tomorrow. The wife of the man who was his best man passed away earlier this week. They knew it was coming for a long time. It's hard enough as it is to lose someone you love, but it's Christmas time now. I know how much harder that makes it. My uncle died on Christmas Eve many years ago and I saw what it did to my aunt. My dad has been walking around talking about it all week. How awful it would be to lose the person you love at what is supposed to be a happy, festive time of year. I can't stand to listen to it anymore. Christmas isn't Christmas this year. Tricia isn't here. I miss her so much. I can't get her out of my head. I don't even feel her here with me anymore. I used to. I used to know she was here by my side, giving me the love and support she always had. But lately I just feel empty. A piece of me is missing and I can't get it back. It's such a lonely time of year.