Dave and I try not to anticipate how we are going to feel on certain dates. We know it's going to be rough, but we need to go into it with a positive attitude as possible and ride the wave when it hits. For me Christmas Eve has one extra blow, my father died eleven years ago today.
He was a funny, hard working man with a great business sense. He still cracks our family up with all the "Bud-isms" he left us. I credit him with my strong work ethic, he had all his children working at the bar in some capacity at a young age. On the little time he had off, he loved to travel and would tow as many as 5 of us at a time across country in the station wagon. He was a date man, the last thing he was looking forward to was the turn of the century, but he never made it, I have always felt bad for that. But he made the date of his death memorable. When a friend of mine went through the receiving line at the wake he told my mother that he was sorry it had to be on Christmas, in a time of sorrow, my mother replied that she was actually not sorry for it, "I will never be alone on the anniversary of his death!" I find that powerful.
Curtis had a bit of a knack with dates too. He died on Good Friday, this year it was also my in laws anniversary, and married Katie on our anniversary.
For Christmas eve this year we will be with my family. We have two new babies to celebrate. If that wave comes I will face it and continue on.
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