I forgot it was Christmas time. Someone mentioned it a couple of days ago, so I looked at the calendar and sure enough it’s only 2 weeks away. The tree is still in the garage. No gifts have been bought. However, I did manage to put up a strand of lights this morning and a wreath on the door.
How did Christmas get here so quickly? I’m still waiting on summer. Last thing I knew it was Spring. Summer hasn’t even come yet. That’s how I feel. This year has been a blur for me. Each season melded into the other and most of the year I couldn’t tell you even what month it was.
My son started school in August and I thought it was May still. Then at some point, skeletons were on display in the stores and I couldn’t figure out why. Then turkeys were on sale and now Christmas? I’m almost an entire year behind.
With the passing of my step-father in March, the year was completely turned upside down. It’s as though the last 9 months have been spent in a dream state. Nothing seems real and nothing seems to be moving. Yet, everything is moving. But, I’m still waiting on summer. It never came.
When will I wake up from this dream? When will I realize that life is still moving forward and that I have to move with it? It’s such an odd feeling to be here, but not ‘here’. It’s December? No, it can’t be. That doesn’t make any sense.