to my friend

The first Christmas after my divorce was final, was really difficult. Not that the divorce was the wrong thing, it absolutely was the right thing. But knowing I had loved and lost, well that was painful. Wondering where in the world I was going to get enough money to take care of Bear and I without borrowing - that was difficult. So I did what any good mom does - I did without. Who needs frills when you have peanut butter and milk to feast on?

We have families, we have friends, but I thought sending you something in that smiley package from Amazon might be just what you needed to brighten your days - as your words so often brighten mine.

Merry Christmas, my friend.