…… and not enjoying the counting.
Here are a few pictures from my day.
I had lunch with my friend Kelley, who also finds December 18th a difficult day. It’s the day that her husband proposed to her, at this tree (well, not THIS tree, but at the tree that stood here that year). After lunch we both walked towards the tree and then went our separate ways. We both had memories to process and thoughts to think.
I spent some time there, right up at the base of the tree. This was the first time I got that close. That sucker is huge!
I attempted to go in the Magnolia Bakery, but it was hugely crowded, plus a bride and groom were taking pictures in there. Not exactly what I wanted to watch while standing in line. But I’m happy for them. Whoever they were.
I spent some time browsing the Metropolitan Museum of Art store. I love that place. I can kill a good hour looking at all of the cool things they have.
I bought some Christmas cards, only to later realize that my address book is back in Houston. So if you don’t get a card from me, that’s because your address is down south this year.
I walked home after that and worked on a few things in the apartment. Then Daughter #3 and I went to a small group dinner/Christmas party with our church group. I hadn’t planned on going, but I figured it was a much better idea than sitting home alone tonight.
And it was. I’m glad I went.
It’s now after midnight here, so one more year down.
It wasn’t a difficult day, but I did feel wistful …… and sad at times.
I know that’s par for the course.
I miss that man.
And though I’m where I want to be and life is good …… I always will.