The only member of family that I will be spending Christmas with this year is my Mother. Which is great, and I am looking forward to it. But it's difficult not to ache for the rest of my family. I've come to terms with it at this moment in time, but it's hard to imagine I'll be so complacent come Thursday morning.
If other factors in my life were different, I may not feel as "family sick." But I currently have 90% of my belongings in storage so I can live with a family I babysit for. This definitely has its perks (read: perk. No rent), but I didn't plan ahead, and all of my Christmas memorabilia is too hard to reach in my little storage unit. So I am left this year without my beloved Old Time Radio tapes. I realize that I can search online for MP3s of Jack and Mary Christmas shopping or of Fibber's ill-fated decorating dreams. But it just isn't the same.
It just isn't the same.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
So this is Christmas?
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It's 12:00 midnight as I write and I'm going to listen to Fibber McGee and Molly right now. Merry Christmas, Mr. Potter.
:( I missed you too!
Dear young friend, I'm so sorry to hear of your family troubles. I hope you and your dad are still OK. I have adult daughters older than you and those relationships are precious. I checked your page often and thought you got too buasy to post.Do keep your online friends up to date and writre abgout your radio love when you can.
Tiner, it stinks that you didn't have your tapes this Christmas. And also that you hate your father. (Whaa...?)
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