“December, in my
memory,
is white as Lapland,
though there were no
reindeers.
But there were
cats.”
~ Dylan Thomas, A Child's Christmas in Wales
We had hoped that December
would be better than November. It started off with a cemetery tour at Hollywood
Cemetery with the River
City Cemetarians and then led into the annual Krampus walk. It was a day
full of friends, raucous fun, and happiness. I had been planning my outfit for
quite some time; and, I had planned
my latest extravagant Krampus necklace since January when I purchased a
Krampus brooch from the Czech Republic. Along with a Weiss Christmas tree pin
and a gorgeous garnet brooch, I was all set my favorite jewelry necromancer,
Kay Adams to work some magic. She did.
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| I added a little mask on my underage friend so creepers can move along elsewhere while I protect the young ;D |
That day the temperature was
a bit too warm for my original outfit. I’m glad that I have a closet versatile
enough that I could create a back-up outfit for the Krampus walk.
We had a great deal of fun
and then headed to dinner. Hours later when we arrived home, we were ready to
snuggle in when our little four-paw family member meowed that something was
wrong. Within hours, everything went terribly wrong and our household has gone
quiet as we’ve lost a loved one. All I want to write about is how much I have
hated 2016 and how all the magic is gone, and no one wants to read that. I
started to write holiday cards because I really, really like my cards this year
(I usually do but this year they make me laugh). I wrote the first card and it
came across as so dreary that I had to stop and set them aside. We’re just
going to mourn for a while… and then a while after that.
We both have given each other flowers. I gave my fella a Christmas cactus not yet in bloom; he gave me roses with a candy cane stick.
We did not feel like it but we put up our Christmas trees and decorated the house (including our Krampus ornaments below).
One day we will
feel normal again. "Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow."
Apologies on the moppiness. I promise that my next post (about a candy historian's lecture) will be much more lively.
This year has been odd and bad. Any sound like it's been a pleasant and eventful December.I love the Krampus's. I'm hoping 2017 maybe better.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry for your loss. My mom just lost her fur-baby yesterday and is so very sad. Hugs and wishes for a better year ahead.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry about the furbaby. Big hugs to you
ReplyDeleteI think I told you this before ... the best way that I know to get through sadness is to wallow in it for a while. I'm holding the two of you in my heart.
ReplyDeleteAw honey! I'm so sorry. 2016 has been a strange, horrible, wild, surreal year ... like a child who can't get its way, so it has a temper tantrum, breaking everything in its path. We really are going through some major soul scorching.
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to remember that it is darkest before dawn ... maybe 2016 is our darkest.
I understand how you feel and I'm so sorry for your loss. I still dream that my girl cat comes back home. For other reasons too, I think this xmas holds some kind of record for people not able to get into the spirit. It's the Year of Fear :(
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss Sharon. 2016 was kinda rough, but I'm glad we met and became friends. Here's to a better 2017!
ReplyDeleteMy condolences to you. 2016 has been dreadful. Let us hold on to hope that 2017 will be better.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry for your loss. We lost our fur baby 10th Dec last year and actually cancelled Christmas. It didn't happen. Those empty spaces, the grief, it was just too overwhelming. Take care of yourselves.
ReplyDeleteMy condolences. It feels wrong to wish "merry" Christmas to you just after you've lost a beloved family member, but I hope that you can still celebrate in some way and remember all the lovely moments you had with your furry companion. <3
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry to hear of your loss. I lost my fur baby the 22nd and barely made it through Christmas. I know how it hurts. I hope 2017 is a brand new start and makes up for 2016.
ReplyDeleteMy heart breaks for you, I too lost one on Christmas Morning 1984 , and another Easter 1986, never got over either , as years go by its less pain, but will always remain, so very sorry.
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