This Eve

So here I am sitting here thinking about you amidst all of the Christmas Cheer, remembering last time you were sitting in the kitchen; imagining what it would be like to see you amongst the flour, turkey, pies and other holiday movement. How do I feel knowing you are not here?
I'm wondering whether or not it will still matter next year.
Will I even remember years from now?
Why do I want to.

The tide of the season bids us to forget the old anxieties
to put aside our worries and sadness to make room to celebrate!
But it seems to me that the angels would have to understand sadness and loss as well as happiness and good fortune for them to play beautiful melodies upon their golden harps..

Noone can be blamed for such emotions. We all walk the paths we are meant to.

"Consider all things trite
Forgiveness will be the thing that gets us by." ~ Mae Embers and Envelopes