There's something a little sad about winter (even in California). Not that it's here yet of course, but it's coming. The days get shorter, and I swear they go by faster. As I get closer to the holidays I try not to put too much expectation on things, and yet it seems impossible not to. I want the happy endings you always see in the movies. You all know what I'm talking about. No matter what horrible events take place, everything works out in the end and everyone comes together for a wonderful Christmas dinner full of smiles and love. But that's not what real life is like, is it? Bad stuff happens and it's not always hunkie dorrie in the end. Loved ones die, people are hungry, others are depressed, some will even commit suicide. So as I face another winter, and another holiday season, I'm hoping to go into it merely with the expectation of making it through unscathed. Anything more than that, is whip cream on the pumpkin pie, so to speak.
So here we go. Wish me luck - the same to you.