I started thinking today about Christmas. It’s not been much of a tradition in our home except that it means something to my mom. Jack & I would make a big meal for whatever family was around but it was never about the gifts for us. Last year we were going to wait until January and get a new puppy. Unfortunately Jack went into hospice care that month and died a month later.
This is my first year without Jack and as I was driving around today the thought that popped into my head is the only thing I want for Christmas is the one thing I can’t have. I want my life back with Jack in it. And just as I say that this is what comes to mind: