I'm having a serious difficult with the Christmas season this year. The whole idea of decorating for Christmas seems...uninteresting...not related to me.
I think it's about transitions. For a long time Christmas was for the kids. Now the kids have their own lives. So what does Christmas mean to me? I cringe at secular Christmas. I love the music. But somehow I'm not into celebrating this year.
Maybe it's all the changes, about finding my way in a childless household: two households since the Black Canyon house is now there to be occupied and that home exists because of just my vision.
Simplify.
Simplify.
Stripped of everything else, what is it I want and need? Why am I afraid to see it? Why does everything I do have to be perfect or not done? It makes writing this awfully difficult.
10:33:39 PM 
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