For some strange reason, I tend to feel pretty good after Thanksgiving for about two or three weeks. I am away from my family and on my own, so Christmas does not mean anything to me anymore like it used to. When it gets right into Christmas, then I really feel down.

I remember when I was young that I was with my family and Christmases were wonderful. Some were not good, but not many of those. Now it does not mean anything.

I remember many, many years ago when I was a junior in high school, I met a girl that I feel in love with about a week after Thanksgiving. It all happened so suddenly and out of the blue. And then I remembered some nights with her at her house. The lights were out (it was just the two of us) and I could see the house next door with Christmas lights. It was very romantic and I was with a real great gal. I still remember all of that, and that was decades ago! Something special like that never happened to me like that again. She and I parted ways. No one nearly as nice as her ever came along for me.
Sorry I got rambling on. I couldn't help myself.