I’ve tried really hard to have some Christmas spirit . . .
I put up the tree, I decorated the house, I sent out Christmas cards, I put up lights outside, I bought presents . . .
But there’s something missing . . .
It’s my first Christmas without Dad . . .
My second Christmas without Prince Charming . . .
Yesterday morning seemed like any other day . . .
I got up early, I had a cup of coffee, I walked the dogs, I made bacon and French toast for breakfast . . .
I made deviled eggs and Magic Cookie Bars to take to Mom’s for the family dinner . . .
It seemed like any other family party day . . . but it wasn’t the same.
And it probably never will be the same ever again.