I wonder how I have spent years trying not to cry while decorating the tree...to the point that the Kid has several times asked if it would be better if we didn't HAVE a tree. But he loves the tree and his special ornament ( his first Christmas one) and the lights. He puts the star on the top and picks out the music. These are traditions that started with his Dad, and are hard for me to continue. But this year I tried not to let my sadness dampen his joy and it was finally rewarded. It was a bittersweet afternoon, but a good one. He gets to be more like his Dad all the time...
I wonder that I wonder about all the shoulder and wrist injuries....makes me cringe. LOL. I am afraid of pain.
I wonder that I finally did some Christmas shopping, and that I feel better about that now too.

Oops....gotta go. I hear the Wii and that means the Kid is stalking about.