Christmas has come and gone. The holiday was fairly nice, but bittersweet. Dad had a relapse in his pneumonia and spend the week in the hospital getting fluid from a burst abcess drained from his lung. So our holiday dinner will most likely be when he comes home. He comes home tomorrow thankfully. He is doing better now and axious to come home. I cant say I blame him. I hate feeling trapped.
My nephews had a great Christmas, minus the fact that their Pap wasnt home to share it with them. I dont know why Ive lost my interest in Christmas. Its lost all the meaning it should have with family. I wonder if there is any way to get that back. I feel kind of selfish for wanting to be alone. Not to dwell or to feel sorry for myself. But to give myself the chance to miss Rob and know he wants me to be happy. Hard to believe in a week it will mark 6 years of his passing already. It doesn't seem that long.
Now that its time to move on, Holidays have past and its time to move forward into the new year. Im not making any resolutions, I don't believe in them. The only thing I want to do is continue on focusing on my writing and look out for my best interest. I havent been putting myself first very much and I find that me and my writing has been suffering for it. Ive been making a lot of plans. Time to make a change.
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