Post-Christmas
It's the important stuff that matters
Tossing the wrapping.
Exchanging unwanted gifts.
Storing memories.
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Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
Comments (15)
It's a funny sort of time isn't it
Exchanging unwanted gifts.... I feel like there's a story behind that! 😅
Well-wrought! The gift as talisman for that which it can never truly replace, nevertheless in troubled times, a means of grace.
Ah yes! Storing away those gifts worth treasuring! Lovely, Cathy!
Great post Christmas poem! <3
How about eating leftover? Hehehehehehe. Loved your poem!
It's only the memories that truly stay, ornaments that we secret away. Loved your Haiku, Cathy!
Love it
Your final line captures what is most essential!
Well done And this is what is happening
Nicely done! :)
Ha! This is sooooo true! Nice!
Honestly, it’s always kind of a relief? I mean Christmas os special, but kinda stressful!
Yep indeed. A lot of memories are stored. Love this ❤️❤️❤️
I love the deep breath that comes after all the Christmas busy-ness