It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas! Trees, lights, tinsel…decorations galore. Boxes out of storage, sifting through wondering, thinking…how will we decorate this year? However, the place to decorate is not the happiest place on earth. It is not a choice one willingly makes. It is the – – – – cemetery✝️
Angie loved Christmas. Remember the movie “Elf”? Well, she would get as excited as that character played by Will Ferrell. Last year, in my attempt to keep things “normal”, I decorated her grave site quite extensively. I even put up a Christmas Tree. I remember people coming with their boxes, busily decorating their loved ones graves. Even in the numbness of the pain, I wondered, “what makes one do this?” Oh, there was a time I probably would have thought “this” was a waste or of no value. My goodness, how time and circumstances can change ones mind.
Angie’s grave site was decked out with decorations while my home was dark and somber, no sign of Christmas there. What a contrast!
Last year, by this time her decorations were up in all it’s splendor. This year it’s just not happening. Not sure what I will do, yet.
It’s not even December, I still have time. And, if it’s different or the same, well…it is what it is. It will come and go before we know it.
~Grace to accept what can’t be changed~
~Grace to take one step forward, no matter the pain~