Jannie

Sorry but this might not be so great....
One year ago...
She left one year ago today. I didn't tell her good-bye, it might not be something I'll every say.
But she still went, she is gone anyway.
She was young, she was beautiful and she was loved. She's gone and will always be missed.
I have this picture in my head of her final days, she hurt I'm sure, and I think she knew it wasn't good. But I see her laying there, all in white...(I think her hair fell out but that is not how I see her) her brown hair with that distinguished slash of gray, looking worn out...tired... as she did when staying up late talking, attempting to solve the worlds problems in front of a fire on her living room couch.
I see her crooked smile, I know she smiled, it came so easy. Even when she carried so much pain, I know that smile was there. Making assurances, cracking jokes...everything would be alright she'd say.
It wasn't...She didn't know she wouldn't see this Christmas or last, she didn't know she'd seen her last pile of snow, she didn't know she was going to go. But she went.
It sucks for the living. But her, she lived.
She fulfilled so many dreams.
Her husband, her daughter, her home, her horse and her family.
I don't think she could or would've asked for anything more.
Except to live that perfect life she lived....
I love you Aunt Jannie

What is it about Christmas?

I want to know what it is about this time of year that makes people have a massive sweet tooth?
Yesterday at 8 a.m. Queen Bittie comes to my office and informs me that one of the suppliers has brought us bagels.
Then a little later she comes and tells me that there is candy on the table in the mailroom.
Yesterday at 4:32 p.m. the email went out to everyone on our department...
"There are brownies in the Mailroom."
Missed that one by 32 mins. I leave at 4 p.m. and I haven't checked but I'm pretty sure that there are no more brownies left.
Then at 7:45 a.m. this morning....
"Everyone go and get one of the danishes that Steve brought. They are in the Mailroom"
Next week is "Goodie Week." It is what it sounds like. Everyone brings a desert or snack type thing for the department and we will all graze on the stuff till Christmas. Or it goes bad, whichever comes first.
Not only do we have Goodie Week, one day during Goodie Week, we also have a "Feast Day" where we do a covered dish type lunch for everyone.
So next week I have to bring 2 things into work.
If someone takes our office hostage, or there is some sort of disaster evacuation, you'll find me in the mailroom.
Seriously if I can make it out of this office without gaining weight in the next 2 weeks it really will be a Christmas Miracle.
Scuse me while I go and get some chocolate and a danish for breakfast....
What I didn't have my coffee this morning, chocolate has caffine right?