Let's Talk About POST- Christmas Depression, Girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                     I'll never know post-partum depression, darlings, but I have suffered from post-Christmas depression, or what some call Seasonal Affect Disorder, ever since I can recall.

                    On January 2, everything seems to come to a screeching halt.  The festivities, the parties, the visits, the colors, the trees, the music--all slowly vanish, till they are just memories, fondly cherished by me.

                     This is ironic, because, had things gone normally, January would have been my birthday month.  I was scheduled for mid-January of 1955; instead, I arrived rather early, on November 18, 1954.  Now, of course, I would not have it any other way, but I do wonder if I might have felt differently about this month, had it been my birth month.

                        Now, this January 2, things did not come to a screeching halt, because we had company.  Our neighbor came for a visit, with one of my best friends, his dog, Dexter.  Dexter and I really bonded, and he had a good time running around the place, while I tried to keep up with him.  He was particularly fascinated by our bedroom, especially a basket of books David keeps by our set of drawers. Dexter just searched and searched in there, as though after something.  He also loved our kitchen, too.  I wish I could have given Dexter a treat, but we had nothing for him.  Still, I think the both of us had a good time.

                      Today is January 3.  Things came to a halt.  Saturday, we will put away the decorations.  It always makes me sad, especially thinking about people I had grown up with, who are now gone.

                       I just came from the bookstore, where I picked up "Christodora," by Tim Murphy, which I want to do a re-read of.  And I finished my first book of the year, "They're Going To Love You," by Meg Howrey.  It is a MUST, darlings. A good way to begin the reading year.

                      So, I am off and running.  I know I should let these times get me do, but they do.  It is difficult.

                         Still, Happy New Year, to one and all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!