I don’t particularly like December all that much.

It’s not the month itself.  It’s the things that happen during December.

My birthday is this month.  It is invariably forgotten by my family nearly every year.  I have spent a few birthdays crying and wondering why I’m so easily forgotten.

Solistice and Christmas are pretty lonely.  All of my siblings are married and have families and in-laws and this time of the year, they go to their in-laws.  We don’t exchange gifts.  We don’t get together.  So, when everyone else is talking about seeing people they love, I’m usually at home alone…again.

Typically, being home alone doesn’t bother me.  But I have a few weeks off from work and I’m sitting at home while the rest of the world seems to be celebrating.

I hate that.

I just needed to get this out so I can be done with it and move on.

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12/05/04 Picture of the Week