C Note(s)

It's that time of year that I dread. I honestly have no idea from year to year how I'll react. In the 19 years since my mother's death, it's been more smiles than tears, that I'm can thankfully say. Regardless, I hope you have yourself a Merry Christmas. I remember talking to my girlfriend about that pivotal Christmas in 1997. The memory is so surrealistic that it's almost palpable in my mind. Our family tradition is to have a rotating Santa Claus to distribute the gifts. As you can imagine this was the last task on our minds. I volunteered to do it. Again, last thing I wanted to do but knew Mom would want us to keep digging. Ironically, we didn't have much time or money to purchase gifts for one another with cancer treatments being draining in both aspects. Which meant it was a short task to say the least! Regardless, it still felt like we were all at ground zero for a ginormous bomb that detonated on our house. We were some accustomed to checking in ...