I woke to the smell of coffee and tangerines..And this song was playing in my head. It is almost Christmas. And the grey skies swirl about me like ghosts with their sheer sadness.
Today I will only allow myself a small time to grieve for what I can't change. And then I will change what I can.
Even though it is grey and and raining I will make the house bright with lights..Soft lights.
And I will make something good to eat. Like toast with plum jelly.
love Nita
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