December 26th
It only recently passed, but I can’t stop thinking about this day and how I spent it last year and this year.
Every year on December 25th and 26th, I will go to bed and think about someone special who I lost and who I will never get back. Some things are irreversible. And I will always need someone to call that night to comfort and protect me as I drift off to sleep.
I think about this person everyday and it keeps me grounded in a world full of stress, greed and worry.
It isn’t until you lose something that you realize how lucky you were to have it.
Of course.
