This Christmas was a little rough.
Not only was I (and I still am) concerned about what’s going on in the political world – reduction of healthcare, tax scams, rolling back regulations intended to protect our environment, along with a President who could send my family’s military members into a nuclear war at any moment, all on top of managing the holidays.
The kids are older. They have jobs. They have mixed schedules. They’re tired. They let me know.
Planning family time becomes more difficult. The excitement of early childhood is gone and it’s been replaced with a semi-sense of adulthood, you know, I’m too mature to get excited about waking up early on Christmas morning – that sort of thing.
And then there was the realization that orphans, even adult orphans do not get to share Christmas with their parents.
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