This is the first year – ever – that our family doesn’t have any out of town visitors staying with us for the Christmas holidays.
For the record, it’s the days AFTER Christmas that I miss having a house full of relatives. Even more than the actual day.
On Christmas afternoon we went for a walk in La Jolla – the hubby and I enjoyed the beautiful ocean cliffs while the kids did something ridiculous and disgusting that might even be illegal – all in the name of saving a football – so everyone was happy. As we drove home, we stopped to take this photo:
Each year we spot Christmas trees in funny places.
Now at the time, it had been a beautiful day and walk (and the football was safe) so we were all feeling joyful and ready for Christmas dinner. We laughed to see the tree there.
But now, looking at the photo I feel like the tree looks threatened and unreachable. At the risk of being a drama queen – I think this is a picture of my brain and the tree is all my writing goals…
But maybe that’s just because I don’t have a houseful of relatives. xxoo
Sarah Wones Tomp
WRITING ON THE SIDEWALK