we all realise that sooner or later the Christmas table will eventually become empty.
I consider myself lucky that I have had my share of years of joy but this Christmas seems to be more darker, shaded by serious stuff. NOT FUN. my prediction for our Christmas lunch this year would be everything from the late arrival of the turkey, bipolar disease, also ka-ching-less.
A toast to absent friends: Not everyone can be with their loved ones this Christmas
my eldest sister is miles away from home.and i actually missed her.a lot. i always prided myself that we were-are-all still a family despite our family rifts about 4 years ago. i am sure everyone in my family suffered the agony of missing our family being close and all. like the old days.
i know Christmas is for children. but i still want my fair share of white Christmas baby jesus!
I have no boyfriend to be home alone with in the first place, so I am in the top position to feel sorry for myself, though the pangs kicked in for several days after the announcement.
Nothing stays the same, I convinced myself, life moves on. Christmas, too, is a moveable feast. The turkey is ordered and the stockings are filling.decently. i hope.
i should stop internetting before my bipolar streaks kicking in. i can rattle and whine until New Year. HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND BLESSED NEW YEAR. 2012.lets have a smooch.
