I have always had a journal. It has been my salvation:
"Christmas 10:45 p.m."
December 25th, 1993
Dear God,
Just a cover of satin white snow for a perfect effect on this, your special day. A bit of winter flu to remind me of my physical vulnerability. I missed all but your celebration. Happy Birthday...Thank you for your love, your generosity, your precious gifts to me. How could I be so blessed? The Christmas decorations evoke barely a bit of spirit from me. Daisy's stocking will hang over our tree as a reminder of what loyalty is. She will have our hearts forever.
Thank you again, for my peace and tranquility, my boys, my friends and yes, even my family.
Love Kitty
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