It's hard for me to accept. I knew it couldn't last forever, but I held on as long as I could. Was it healthy? Who knows. But it made me so happy while it lasted. I rushed things and forced it to begin before it should have started. But I couldn't help it! My evenings were colorful instead of dull. My eyes twinkled and my heart was warm. Did I hold on too long? 5 wonderful months. Maybe. But I am ready to accept that it's over...and take down my Christmas tree.
Why? What did you think I was talking about??