Christmas.

I can’t say that yesterday was the worst Christmas in my life, but I have to admit, last year was better than this year.

Aside from the fact that I had all my wisdom teeth (4 of them) taken out last Tuesday (and that I couldn’t even chew rice without sauce in it), I spent my first few hours working from 7am-10am and then the remaining 3pm-11pm as well. Of course, the time and a half pay is good, but it’s different when you spend it with people close to your heart.

It’s tradition to us that we celebrate it together - like we did last year. We had dinner together (day before Christmas), and then hung out together the rest of the day during Christmas with the rest of the family at my Uncle’s big house. Foods, karaoke, laughing, stories, picture taking, and more food. Some of our relatives from LA came down to visit, too.

New Year’s day was spent at Long Beach. They called again today and invited us to spend the New Year there. But I have work, and will be working my butt off again for the remainder of the holidays (I believe), so there isn’t a hint of chance that there would be any changes with my Christmas day and New Year’s day.

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Other news : Had a not so good news from a co-worker. Will make a separate post (conversation).

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I hope everyone else had a good Christmas!

Counting Blessings.

This post is for Dycee, whom I believe will never read this post.

She is the reason why my circle of friends expanded (well, virtually, but who gives a rat's ass?).

Thank you. Thank you for sharing these people with me.

Probably one of the nicest unconscious Christmas presents evarrrr.

*hugs*

Good Morning.

It's almost Christmas.

Yesterday, I worked at the dementia/Alzheimer's area - switched places with one of the employees for assisted living to have someone to pass the medications.

The area was calm and nice, cozy, if I may say.

The activity for the afternoon was putting up the Christmas tree.

I watched the patients in silence as they put the ornaments on the branches. It crushed my heart, and I almost cried.

It was so beautiful to watch them hanging the colorful balls.

One patient said, "I'm done. I didn't put everything up so someone else can take their turn."

Isn't that heart warming?

Chrismas is my favorite holiday ~ well, it used to be. I think it still is. Because the memories of Christmas when I was back home still makes my heart beat fast.

Christmas carols made me sigh as they play on the radio last night.