On the ninth day of Christmas…..
There are nine words that tell the story of the past week, of the past year. In saying farewell to 2015, I think back over the goodbyes of the year and my heart breaks again. I much prefer the hello’s and the hugs and and the coffeehouse chats and the long conversations and laughter late into the night.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my story can be told in nine words:
“There you are!”
“I hate to see you go.”
Wishing you all the hello’s and hugs and “There you are”s for the coming year.
Love to all.
I Might Need A Nap 