The Christmas rush is over, the store shelves are all bare.
Children have opened gifts and thrown away without care.
Food and drink were had by all, and families came together
Filled with love and hope and leaving with despair.
Thank goodness everything comes to end with Boxing Day and the world returns to some sort of normalcy. I love the idea of the holidays, the idea that we need a little light in the dark of winter but this year I just found myself exhausted and less than impressed by the holiday buildup. Both Mr.T and I felt ourselves detached from everything around us.