Butterfly Tree

Took the butterfly Christmas tree down. Tears came of course.

The tree was lovely. Utterly lovely. It was perfect for this first Christmas without my love. I can see wanting it again. At the same time, M and I have years of memories in the ornaments we collected over the years and I will want to put them up and remember again. On the other hand, I can understand pain will come with all the memories.

I can’t keep them in a box every Christmas, but everything hurts right now. I imagine it will for a long while. I guess I will have to take it one Christmas at a time.