MLK-hristmas

We skipped Christmas this year. Dad had a very difficult and fraught recovery, and he just didn’t feel like having Christmas. WE didn’t feel like it WAS Christmas.

Christmas is welcome to come without ribbons. Or come without tags. It can come without packages, boxes or bags. But I need Daddy carving the roast beast to have it feel like the real thing.

SO we shelved the presents, put the ham order on hold, and agreed to meet up on MLK weekend and do it up CORRECTLY.

And oh, but we have.

The mov...