Tuesday, January 6, 2026

 Dear Darlin',

I hope the weather Where You Are is better than our weather. Today was a gloomy day from start to finish, with a misty rain that, while not cold, was generally unpleasant to be in. It seemed appropriate then that G Mommy and I take down our Christmas tree and decorations. Actually, I was glad to do so. Christmas 2025 was not the festive joyful holiday season of years past, for a number of reasons. Of course, you not being here with us (for the third year in a row) was a factor, but there just seemed to be misty, rainy spirit over much of December, if not in the actual weather itself. I don't think you would have enjoyed it much.

I think this year the holidays got out of hand and overwhelmed me. G Mommy and I made great efforts to make others happy this time of year, and there is nothing wrong with that. I find that quite satisfying, in fact. But this year, it just seemed that we were doing it all. Too much. 

Do you remember all the times you would spend a week or two with us in December? What joyful times those were! I even remember the very first Christmas you spent with us, because you were living with us at the time. Your Mommy Megan, who loved you very much, became overwhelmed with college, and you lived with us for about a year. What a great time that was. You brought light a life into our home. In some way, it was like having Mommy Megan back with us. And when Aunt Amber decided to come home from Boston for a semester, she so loved living with you. We became quite the family, and G Mommy and I became quite the grandparents. What a joyful time it was! I miss those days very much.

We can't go backwards in time, of course, only forwards. I write these letters to you so that you will know that you are still thought of here. It makes be happy to think of you, and I hope that it makes you happy, too. You were (and still are) a Good Dog.

Love,

G Daddy