Thinking About Him

It’s not going to happen again. Last Christmas was so gloomy God found every family member sniffling under her covers. I think back to 2015… to happiness. Christmas Day, to be exact. I promise myself nothing like last Christmas will ever happen to this person again.

My promising boyfriend of 2014 is laughable history at this point, but it is possible to enjoy the winter holidays again- this I promise myself, for good.

December crawls forward as I try to keep my mind roaming the zone of happy things and responsibilities, things I simply must do while I still have time and…