Christmas morning

Here I am. Alone.

Christmas historically has been cruel and kind to us at both times. This year we're apart, but we will eventually have a new place to live in. Once we sell this one and find another, and there is still the co-op on Roosevelt Island we filed for.

Last Christmas was great because I was our son's first Christmas, but I had the flu and I was sick as a dog and feeling festive much, but our son's presence made it different.

The year before last my wife was in a hospital room having had surgery to remove cancerous tissue. That was the cruel. The kind is my wife recovered and she was diagnosed as cancer free and will be with us for many more years.

I can't remember what happened the year before that. My memories are shot.