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You know, I had a whole blog post in my head today while getting our Christmas Tree up. About how it's something I enjoy and yet it's also a chore because I get so depressed about not having a child to share the joy and excitement of Christmas with, and I spend the day wallowing in all my own childhood memories of Christmas past. So it almost becomes a burden and a trial to endure that gets me all worked up as much as I'm trying to make a tree for me and my sweetie to share, just us. And yet I feel like "why bother" when it's not like we have anyone else in the house, anyone coming by to see it.
But I realized I just don't have the energy or emotional strength beyond that to write it up now. Maybe after the holidays. Maybe.
But I realized I just don't have the energy or emotional strength beyond that to write it up now. Maybe after the holidays. Maybe.