Sat next to X on a couch Christmas Eve, we did not exchange gifts or pleasantries. We did pass our Grandson back and forth, while opening gifts from the extended family.

Three years ago she wanted my death, two years ago we could not occupy the same room, one year ago she became physically ill after spending Christmas Eve in the same house with me.

As far as I know she is still breathing and did not spend last night in hospital. That is progress I guess.

Merry Christmas to all of you!


BITS
Me 55, ACK, when did that happen? Doesn't feel like 55
D 30
S 27

You create your own universe as you go along - Winston Churchill