I find that I'm fighting the sad... It's lurking under the surface and I can feel myself trying to avoid it.

I don't want to be in denial...and I also don't want Christmas to be a sad time. Harvey loved Christmas. It bothered him the first time I experienced a sad Christmas after my parents died. So, I kinda think he'd want us to celebrate and be happy...

But the truth is, he oughta be here. So should Laura. 

So, sad is here anyway...in spite of my efforts to avoid it.

But I'm gonna do my best to savor the happy moments of Christmas...and to try to make it as special as I would if Harv were here... Well, I don't have nuts to crack and hard Christmas candies but we'll try to do the regular Christmas things.

Much love to you all.