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I’m in the Christmas spirit this year; I’ve been fortunate this year. However, I recall last year, when it wasn’t so good, as we faced the new year with uncertainty.

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I’m in the Christmas spirit this year; I’ve been fortunate this year. However, I recall last year, when it wasn’t so good, as we faced the new year with uncertainty.

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I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a grapefruit into a juice glass. I scraped the ashes from the frying pan and rinsed the butter off the counter. I washed the dishes and folded the towels.

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Don’t hang your head just because you’re spending Christmas alone this year, instead enjoy it. Even if you spend the Holidays alone, you are not alone.
I remember Paul so well. He was such a fun guy, a goofball, who made others laugh. He was a kind soul, but had some temper problems, especially after the loss of a tight tennis match. We were in the same tennis club. I danced at his wedding, celebrated his daughter’s birth with him, just like all his other friends.

She is gone. The house is empty; a shiny red realtor’s sign is placed in the yard. She left unnoticed, the neighbors didn’t give her a farewell; no cards or well wishes were exchanged. She lived in this neighborhood for 25 years; everybody knew her, but nobody felt close to her.

I hated Thanksgiving for so many years. It was my nightmare Holiday and I was always glad when it was over. Thanksgiving is a cruel Holiday when you don’t have family left; it makes you feel like an outsider looking in.