Oh, boy! December is here.
This Friday, I'm going to a tea at a historical house in our city with my sister. It lasts from 2:00 to 4:00, and we'll hear about the Swinney house and the prominent family who lived there while we enjoy our goodies. I'm really looking forward to it.
Next Tuesday, we meet longtime friends for supper on the north side of town. Then on Wednesday, HH, my sister, and I are going to a Winter Wonderland supper at my cousin's nursing home--the chef goes all out. The food is wonderful. On Friday, we go back to St. Anne's for their once-a-month birthday party with music and dancing. The party's usually later in the month, but they moved it up because December always fills up.
The Wednesday after that, on the 13th, my writers' group has its annual Christmas carry-in--all social, no work. So, the month has started with a bang. I try to write around all of the social activities, but I don't pull out my hair if the words don't pile up this time of year. Life is about more than word count. Friends and family count, too.
I don't know what your December is like, but I hope it's a wonderful month for you, full of festivities. I know holidays are hard for some people. My dad's mom died on Christmas day, and Christmas was difficult for him for a while. And for some people, the strain and stress can be overwhelming. But I hope you find some inner peace and some inner joy.
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