Well - here it is, December 23, and I've finally gotten into the Christmas mood. The reasons for the delay (it usually hits me about the end of the first week of December) are various, but the primary ones are easy.
The other was a son. He was missing for about 10 days before they found him. He had been beaten to death and buried on a remote farm. The reasons are still unclear and a couple theories are floating around. To be honest, he was involved in some lousy stuff and with some lousy people, and that might have been at the root of it. His mother knew that and realized that you sleep in the bed you make. That doesn't make it any easier for her.
All that to this: it's hard to be jolly when you're scrounging the couch for lunch money.
Luckily, all of those concerns go away when I come home and Things 1 & 2 run to me with big hugs. There's not much better than that.
Anyway, Merry Christmas & Happy New Year to all.