I would like to say this is a Christmas season full of joy but really, it's far from it. You know this is my second favorite holiday (after Thanksgiving) and it has been brutal at best. I finally got the inside of the house decorated (a half-assed job but I gave it my all) and friends, Uncle JoeJoe and Uncle Mike helped decorate the outside. I didn't hang your stocking and every time I look at the fireplace I'm reminded of the void.
I'm tired, angry and sad...
The kids are doing pretty well. LittleBuddy has struggled lately, getting in trouble at school and here at home. Some things are typical 7 year old boy-issues, others not. At times he exhausts me but that's nothing new. I'm bound and determined to raise him up to be a good man.. God as my witness, it will happen.
SweetPea is amazing.. almost totally potty trained, completely sassy, talking up a storm, she sings, counts, dances.. She melted your heart months ago and would do it doubly now. And oh boy, can she rock a temper fit. But dammit, she's beautiful.
They both are.
I think the entire family's goal is to survive this season and get it far behind us. New Years will be equally as tough, as we would snowmobile every year, but that too will pass. I have huge hope 2012 will be better for all of us.
It has to be.
Until Next Time,
18 hours ago