Hey. Merry Christmas. I can remember last year when you had left around this time. You came back to open presents with me. I don’t think I ever properly thanked you for that. Looking back, it means so much because you were so done with me, yet you came. It may have only been for a half hour, but you came. I remember around October, us going through Facebook together and you saw a couple wearing those matching PJ’s. “You know we’re wearing these right’? you said with excitement. I don’t play dress up but I wanted to have that memory with you.
Even though you were gone, I made sure to pick up a matching pair just in case you came back....you didn’t know I had got them. When you came over, I had a nice half gallon jug of your favorite! Eggnog. I never understood what you love about that crap. It’s taste like bubble gum to me and that in a drink is just disgusting. I also had cookies for us to make. Your presents were under the tree. I’m not going to lie, I felt very unwanted when you didn’t bring a gift for me. I could care less about an actual gift, but when you didn’t show up with anything, I felt like an abandoned puppy. Forgotten amongst the chaos in everyone’s life. But…you were there. And you actually wore the PJ’s with me…which I will never forget.
I remember looking over at you while you were on the couch. I asked you quietly, “do you miss me”? Very shockingly, you started to cry. You nodded. “Yes”, you said while covering your face with your hand. You left after that. We never really got to have our amazing Christmas memory together. Maybe one day. But on this Christmas, I hope that you are happy where ever you are and are surrounded by people who love you. Know that there is someone out there loving you from the sideline ALWAYS. And to who ever you may be with…treat her right. She deserves nothing but the best. She deserves more than this world has to offer. Make sure you love her. Because she is worth it.
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