I always get a little sad when Christmas is over
Yes, I miss the lights and the excitement of the season. I miss the hope and optimism the reason for the season presents.
I miss the tree, the memories of the ornaments, the pine needles everywhere, the once powerful but lately barely noticable pine smell.
I think of people from my past no longer around to celebrate the holidays; my brother, parents, aunts and uncles, cousins, friends.......and I tend to get a little teary eyed.
But the biggest reason I get sad at the end of the holiday means Julia will be returning to Switzerland.....and she is, tomorrow.
I believe this will be the first time since she moved there in 2002 that I will not be taking her to the airport. I am not at the point I can help with her 50 pound suitcases, filled with barbecue sauce, parmesan cheese, and Mini Raviolas. And someone needs to be around for Jackie, since it takes about 4 to 5 hours for the airport trip. And finally, just not sure about high riskers like me being at the airport with the ongoing Covid pandemic.
So tomorrow, I will watch John and Emily take her to O'Hare, and I will go off somewhere to shed a few tears and maybe pour myself a stiff drink.
Because no matter how many times we do this dance, I am still out of step.
Normally I would be looking forward to visiting her in about 6 months, but a lot has to improve in the world for that to happen. I can only hope.
Stay safe. Stay healthy.
Peace and Love
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