This is one of the strangest Christmas seasons I have ever had. First off, being very self centered, this cold just lingers and lingers and that affects how I am feeling. I am such a wimp when it comes to illness. It is just like my dad was. I got most in the spirit of the season when I saw Miss Richfield 1981 with Don and Steven. (That is a very irreverant show.) I have been staying at home because of the cold and also to support a guy who is coming back from a long drug run. Doing the Friday nights at Camp has helped a bit, though it is kind of vacant since I am partnerless in this season and the place is loaded with partners celebrating the season. Helping Polly and Bill Posten with their Christmas mailing was fun and kind of refreshed the spirit.
It is a time for a lot of prayer and patience for me. Today I am going to go to my brother's for Christmas with my roommate, Cassidy. I think this will be just fine.
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