Fading

Christmas is fading, quickly. I hate this part. I know it happened, I feel it within me. To ask me how it went, what people received, etc, is pointless at this stage of the game. I have no idea. I just do not know.

Imagine, sitting there, reliving Christmas that just happened in your head. The lights, decorations, the tree...all the presents wrapped under the tree. The stockings filled. The children waking up with sounds of delight. Can you picture it all? I can't. Now the opening, did you you take pictures? video? Who got what? You bought it, of course, so you know what they got. What did they think? Where they happy, excited? The joy coming from them made your negative bank account all worth it, didn't it? For me, I think it did. I don't know. I have no idea what we got them, though I bought it. I have no idea what they looked like, what they thought, anything. I don't know when we had dinner or what we had. Even though I made it all myself.

At this point, all I am aware of and remember is that Christmas happened. I assume it was a good one. I assume it was as Christmases past. But I don't know that for fact. I have no idea.

People will be asking you - so what did you get? Did you like it? What did you get the kids? How was your entire day? You, like most, will be able to answer every single question with details for weeks to come. I cannot answer those today, just days afterwards. I have no idea what I got or by whom. I assume whatever it was I did like it, but I just cannot honestly answer that. I have no idea. No memory of it at all.

It's fading. All that I know is that Christmas happened, but the details other than that sentence, are already long gone.

If only I could remember. What a gift that would be. Cherish your memories - you would miss them more than anything if they were to fade into blackness like mine. Don't take them for granted.