Christmas this year was not the same. There are many traditions that were different.
On Christmas Eve morning, we always gather at Mom and Dad's house for breakfast. Dad cooks. He always makes eggs, omelettes (cooked to order), bacon and sausage. We open presents from each other and hang out until naptime. This year, we met at Melissa's house. We all brought something to share. There were no omelettes. I made bacon in the Jetstream. We opened presents, talked a little and went on our ways.
Christmas Day (today) was different in that we met again at Melissa's. (It was nice, just different.) She made the turkey and cut it. Dad always helped and tasted tested the dressing. No taste tester. :( There is always a lot of chatter and laughing. Not so much chatter. Quiet people sitting around staring at a picture of a man no longer with us.
Our Christmas was good, but different. Our past traditions are changing to new traditions. Our normal is now a new normal. We have made it through one Christmas without Nick. We will have more. He is not with us in person. But he is always with us in Spirit and memories.
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