D asked me to accompany her to our Methodist church's Christmas dinner (I am not yet a member there, being that I was raised Catholic), but I couldn't handle it.
I did the best I could.
Smiled and said hello, but other than eating and smiling at the kids who enjoyed their gifts, I just could not do it.
Was it the fact that D and I cannot spend a Christmas with friends and family back home in Germany this year?
Heretofore, I have always been able to make a trip home to Rothenburg at this time of year, and this time, as I was married, I would not have had to go by myself!
Was it the fact that Betty couldn't be there with her Wayne?
The Dementia? I used to be able to speak in front of large crowds and felt comfortable talking to them.
Hell, I don't know.
All I know is that the tears spilled out, but I kept them at eyelid level.
Now I am facing a family Christmas on the 19th, and I would give anything not to have to go, but D is hitting me over the head with the fact that Julian (my grandson) has never spent a Christmas with his "Opa" (German word for "grandfather") due to my son's divorce.
So I guess I better "suck it up", huh?
My good friend Luke in Australia sent me this, and I am sorry I cannot click you to YouTube, but you have GOT to see this and recognize the colors on their jerseys.
Everyone who knows me, knows I am a cyclist and this is just the most beautiful thing I have ever seen on a bike!
Bert, (my long-haired domestic cat) is looking at me right now, and seems to remind me that there are so many other kitties and doggies that need a home. It's cold out here in West Georgia right now, and so many of them are left on the side of the road or at dumpsters, and I talk to Bert about them.
Please remember this if nothing else: WE domesticated THEM and that makes us responsible.
If you just cannot adopt, then please buy a bag of dog or cat food, take some old towels, old stuffed animal dolls (Yes! They love those, too!) and take them to your local shelter/Humane Society
Just do something, please?