I enjoyed the most relaxed Christmas ever: I spent a couple of days with N, one of my oldest friends. (We met in junior high when we were put in the same same homeroom because our surnames began with the same letter.)
N lives in a fairytale forest across from the ocean.
Our Christmas consisted of good food (N roasts a mean turkey), so so movies and a constant battle to keep one elderly Chihuahua from pissing off three feisty and athletic cats.
It was my first Christmas without my Boy, and I was all set to be miserable, but N saved the holiday.
Today, I’m grateful for kind friends, pets and family.
Tomorrow, I can get back to worrying about everything 2018 has in store for me.