Some people have a way with words. Others...not have way. -Steve Martin
At least I can make Christmas as I choose; at least it’s not freighted down with so many conflicting emotions. I’m not going home to the same place to sit in the same chair with the tree in the same spot, all the years piled up in the room, invisible, leaning forward as if they have something to say, or something they expect to hear. As much as I regretted my father selling the ancestral home, I’m glad he did.