Tis.

Tis the season

Of joy

Of happiness

Of peace.

Tis the season

For memories

For warm hearts

For quiet reflection.

And yet for me…

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Tis a season often filled

With angst

With frustration

With sorrow.

I count my blessings

I dive in head first into traditions

And when I finally come up for air

I’m empty.

And yet I again hope

Maybe this season it will be a season of change.