"Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat..."  Great, for everybody but the goose!

The tree's up, cookies are just about done.....all the holiday essentials seem firmly in place.  I love this time of year, but it's not the same without Diane.   Sure would like to have one more chance for all us gals, Diane, Janie, Teri and I, to get together and have an all out holiday howl.

But here in the real world, we're all dealing with Diane's passing in our own way...even so many years later. This isn't at all abnormal; I've heard of people grieving all their lives over someone who died.  I don't think Diane would want that.  She'd want us to move on, enjoy and remember....but definitely move on and live.

She wasn't morbid....actually had a real keen gallows' humor....until about the last year of her life, but that's understandable.

When T and I get together for our annual Christmas gathering, there's always a special little altar of sorts with a picture of D and a glass of good liquor poured for her....along with a nice bud of cannabis.  It helps, because this holiday was so very important to our friend; it would be wrong not to include her.

So for today, Fifty Five Is The New Absent Friends Present Spirits....Lady Diane Sciara....always in my heart.