1. An RV Christmas Tree. It is the first one in several years. Things are different, more magical, with a child on board.
2. This is the first time since the initial lock down the first of 2020 that I have lived close enough to a store that delivers or to any delivery service to have groceries delivered. I can truthfully say that I love having groceries brought to the door. That frees up a lot of time and limits risk. I could get spoiled.
3. I’ve been baking banana bread in my slow cooker. It’s easy and works well. My technique is improving with practice.
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Rather than making New Year’s resolutions, I want to try better self-care.
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Once it was my favorite time of year, now the holidays are difficult for me. From Halloween until the New Year was joyous. Then my world and I changed. Fifteen or so years ago my ex announced she wanted a divorce. That crushed my heart and my world. I’ve never found another person to share life. For a while I looked. That was a waste of time. I think finding another partner was never in the cards. I have accepted that. Eleven years ago in late October and early November my parents died two weeks apart. They were the last spark of holiday joy. My mom was the spirit of Christmas in our family. My children were grown and gone. With my wife and children gone and my parents gone I can’t muster up any holiday cheer though I try. There is so much grief associated with holidays.
This year I’ve gotten a holiday cheer boost. A child is spending November and December in the rig. He brings his own holiday joy and it’s contagious I need more new good Christmas memories like this.
I read somewhere one should name their holiday grief. Name it and honor it. This year my holiday grief is the memories of good Christmas celebrations in my parent’s home. I’ll light a candle and place it on the not-an-altar.
I feel like I’m rambling so I think I’ll stop.
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Warmest wishes happy holidays and a wonderful New Year.
I wish each of you a blessed and safe holiday season. I hope your heart is filled with love and joy.
Have a wonderful Christmas time
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This large llama stood right in front of our Jeep. Other llamas surrounded us. They all wanted food. In order to move on, I had to ease up. Stop. Ease up. Stop. Ease up. Stop. After about 10 minutes of this, the llama allowed us to pass.
Winter takes me down a darker path. I bought a ticket for the long way round. I am getting closer to the end. It’s an awesome ride. I like to think you’ll miss me when I’m gone.
As I consider this holiday season I know I will never pass this way again: these lights, this tree, these tasty treats, this combination of people, and all the rest will never be the same. These children will grow. We all will age. I will celebrate the existence of these unique moments. I will open my heart, my ears, my eyes, and my mind.
I will remember those who are no longer present in body and I will know they are present in spirit. I see them in the ornaments, the lights, and the treats. I hear them in the laughter of the children. I feel them in the love and traditions.
I am present in this festive dance. I am one with these moments. I can never pass this way again.
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In loving memory of Ram Dass my mantra for today is “I am loving awareness. I am loving awareness.”
“I’m called to invoke the power of the true inebriated creator of the universe, the drunken tolerator of the all lesser and more recent gods, and maintainer of gravity here on earth. May the great Flying Spaghetti Monster rouse himself from his stupor and let his noodly appendages ground each assembly member in their seats.”— Fletcher
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Today two peopleI reallyrespect commented about me to me.
“You are very special Ralph.”
“You are a stupid loser who will always be alone,”
