sitting in the living room in the dark, except for the glowing Christmas trees on the fish tank, I remember my love… he would have either been excited that Christmas was coming, or grumpy because things weren’t all done…

going to Morden’s would be on his list, because it wouldn’t be Christmas without Morden’s chocolates as one of my, and the girls, gifts… he would also pick chocolate and nuts up for my work and his work… tomorrow I am going to Morden’s because we need that chocolate, and so I have to put on the big girl pants… I am going with a lovely young woman who makes me smile…

we had a number of celebrations at the office today…  it was one person’s birthday, and another colleague’s last day, as she is leaving to pursue her dreams, so we had a small gathering to say farewell… and at the end of the day, we toasted the wonderful year we have had…  the people I work with come from many backgrounds and are quite amazing… every day I am happy to get up and go into the workplace… how wonderful is that…

yesterday I talked about how I missed having George to bounce things off of… today has been the first full cycle of him not being around for that type of conversation… the day he died I learned something and was waiting to talk with him about it, and today, it came to pass…  hard to believe he has been gone so long… there would have been a number of conversations in the hot tub as I worked through my feelings…

watching people sharing reminds me so much of George, who was generous with me and everyone he came into contact with…  I have watched the girls grow up and follow in his footsteps with their generosity… whether it is with things, time, spirit or hospitality they share with others…

what a legacy…