I remembered Christmas Eve many moons ago. I would be on my way or already at Nana’s and Great-grandmother’s. The stove would be on overtime, preparing for the Chirstmas festivities. I would be watching every cartoon or Chirstmas movie one could find on TV.
Grief is something else, especially this year. I do feel lonely sometimes, but I know I’m not alone. I’m also fortunate to have a support system.
The only thing I can do is take each moment step by step and breath by breath.