First Christmas at Irving St.

It's 05:45am and the coffee is brewing on Christmas morning.  How can anyone possibly sleep?  I just finished crying as I sat next to the Christmas tree on the sofa.  I was surprised to be overcome with emotion.  It's happiness and sadness wrapped into one.  I am so happy to be here and yet sad at what the last 13 years were like.  I was also sad for the people who aren't here today, my brother and my mom and my daughter.  It was always a Christmas rule that I couldn't wake up my parents until the coffee was ready.  So now it's me and the cat and dog sitting around waiting........ 

Happy Christmas to all.

Peace
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