December 23rd.
I have said before that this was the special day Ruth and I got to spend together through the years. I just have feelings of contentment when I think of that day and what it meant each year.
On this 23rd, I was doing many of the same things, just without her. I spent time shopping with the kids that day, and some time alone. Alone can be good. Lonely is not. This was good. A bit more melancholy than the day before. A quieter day. Pensive, maybe. But not really sad per se.
No comments:
Post a Comment