Sigh…

I can’t help it you know…I love this season. Love it all. Act like a little kid, want to spread the merry merry.

And over the past 10 years, I’ve shared my love of the season with a few, who I no longer share time with in my life.

Sigh…

I promise, this next time around? (God, please let it be the last.) I will not give a Santa hat or a Gma Baker homemade crochet stocking to my significant other. Not until I have found the most significant of all.

Sigh… 🙁

Of course in opening all the boxes I brought from downstairs I found Mark’s Santa hat and stocking. I set it aside, cried a few tears.

And moved on.

Again.