A Girl Named Einstein: A Christmas Story December 28, 2009

 This hasn’t been the easiest year. By far not the hardest, but still not easy. I’m not someone who likes being sad. I don’t like crying, especially over things I can’t fix or change. But I can’t lie and say it’s been easy to keep the Christmas spirit around here, though Lord knows we’re trying.  Holidays are always hard right after loosing someone. It’s funny, in loosing my mom, Christmas wasn’t hard, but Halloween was because that was always her holiday, the dressing up and the candies and her pitch perfect witch cackle. But this year in loosing my dad, Christmas is getting to me.