It wasn’t the same, but we tried.  We cooked, we baked, we wrapped, we decorated, we got together… but there was a missing piece.  You truly don’t realize how much someone does until they no longer do what they do.  This year we realized how much Mom did.

Going in, we knew it wouldn’t be the same.  Still we knew we had to try.

Thankfully we had a few more faces to join us, my new man and the best lil nephew a girl could ever have.  They brought new life to the traditions and helped to ease the pain of wishing memories were something we could bring back.

Dad, my sister & I went to visit the grave and I can see it becoming a new tradition.  Somber moment to honor what was.  Ghost of Christmas past if you will.

Did our best to live in the present and plan for the future, but just like the lights on the tree, when one bulb goes it effects the whole strand.

Still we shine on.

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One thought on “Survived

  1. I (don’t, not really, not at all) know what you mean. My grandparents died in a car accident a few years ago – wow, has it already been close to four?? – and our family just fell apart after. We’ve tried to keep gathering everyone together all at once, but it just doesn’t happen anymore. I think the last time all the aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. were all in the same place at the same time was the funeral. 😦

    I’m sorry for your loss.

    I love the tree, though. And that pie looks tasty. 🙂

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