Christmas

Tonight I had my Christmas cry. I didn't expect it, although it arrives every year as we are unpacking our Christmas decorations. We were having dinner, Christmas music was playing in the background, some of the decorations were in place, and up crept the tears. It is an overwhelming type of cry, a world weary sad cry as weak as a life is wonderful joyful cry. It is a cry that misses my dead parents, in-laws, friends, pets. It is a cry that mourns my youth and probably is a cry of fear of the future. I work hard at not letting it overwhelm but I acknowledge it and give it some reign. Now I can move on to enjoy our holiday, our families, our friends, each other. Merry Christmas!