This year has been a bit too much – details to follow in my year-end post. For the latest roller-coaster flip: we had Christmas down at my beach house, with my mother invited along. Not surprisingly, given that my father had died a little more than two weeks previously, it was an extremely subdued Christmas. I don’t think any of us were expecting a whole lot of joy – certainly not my mother.
Then we called my sister Sara. And Sara told us that she is expecting, her first child, due in June. This is something that we weren’t expecting at all – very good news indeed. It was about the only thing that could have happened to make this Christmas a joyous occasion.
The wheel of life keeps turning. I do miss my father, but I welcome the new addition to the family.