Holiday

So Thanksgiving is over. I made it through without losing it. Black Friday is today. I am staying in to save my money and my life from those discount-crazed loonies that trample each other at Wal-Mart. But Christmas, this is the hard time. Every December, I get a year older. It's the month that my great grandmother and grandpa died. Messed up enough, my Grandma is the one that embedded that last reason in my mind for hating the holidays, and this Christmas, she will be coasting on strong Alzheimer's and anti-depression meds, completely unaware of what this month used to mean to her. Perhaps this year I can break the cycle of December being a symbol of anxiety and sadness. I'm not sure how though, lol. I will keep you posted.