Well, I took a bit of a break from the blog while we recovered from a trying autumn. I wanted down time. Thought I'd get into the spirit of December.
I love December. I love Hanukkah, and Christmas and New Year's. I love making the house cozy and indulging all of my loved ones with gifts. I also love the forced "take a break time" the end of the month imposes on you.
This year was an extremely relaxed and enjoyable time, although tinged with the melancholy of recent losses. Yet, life goes on, and one of the things I bought us for a present was a Nikon Coolscan, so my husband and I could begin to scan 35 years of slides from our own life together, as well as slides that go back to the 40s and 50s. Life does goes on, but it seems as though we still need to relive our youth.
Some posts ago I answered an 8 things meme about myself. One of the things I confessed to was my obsession with the passing of time. Well, it seems that everything that has happened in the last six months has contributed to that obsession. Let, me tell you, NOTHING makes you feel nostalgia more than looking over old pictures. Getting a glimpse of childhood and old relatives is a toughie. SO is getting a glimpse of young adulthood. How many times could I say, "So much hair, so few pounds" in a five minute period? Thousands.
But enough of that. I could literally go on and on and on....
Instead I will wish a happy birthday to the king. He still rocks. He is eternally young. And we may have never said "so few pounds" but we also never said "so little hair."