The holidays are hard. There are no two ways around it, they are hard. Every time we do anything even remotely holiday related I'm reminded of how it was when sissy was here. And that she is no longer here.
That said, my situation can't come close to the families of the Sandy Hook horror.
I am so grateful that I have the remaining members of my family. That they are ok. That we all have our health. I cannot begin to imagine what the moms, dads, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, grandmas, grandpas, nieces, nephews, cousins and other family members are having to endure not just now, what was supposed to be the happiest holiday for their children, but for the rest of their lives. And not just the ones who were killed but those children who saw what happened and escaped or heard what was happening.
That is completely unimaginable to me.
So while I have a hard time with holidays I am also thankful for the multitude of things I DO have.