missing

something about the holiday season makes me really miss my family. i miss not getting to celebrate with them and renew our traditions. i miss not seeing them open their presents and parade around in a christmas fashion show featuring all their new garb. i miss seeing my mom's fat christmas tree all decorated with ornaments from our childhood. (not ones we made, mind you, because we have about as much craftiness as a box of mac and cheese.) i miss my mom. i miss my dad. i miss my sisters and their husbands and children. i miss my aunt lana. and tristan. and andy (even though he once pile-drived my head into the concrete garage floor; i cannot remember if this was before or after i doused his eyes with pottery barn home spray). i miss it all. the good, the bad and even the ugly (which i was after the pile-driver).
i'm so happy santa will be bringing us an indiana christmas next year.
right, santa? right?
you betcha!