“It’s Christmas, cheer up,” my boyfriend, Ted
stated.
“I can’t; unlike you my life isn’t rainbows and
unicorns and beautiful bubbles that float to the sky. If I could paint this
season I’d paint it black and retreat into a room until it all goes away.”
“I’m sorry. I’m not helping am I?”
“No, you’re not this is the first Christmas without
my parents and I can’t handle it. I’m sorry I’m bringing you down.”
“Is there anything I can do?” Ted asked.
“Just be here with me when I need you and give me
space when I don’t.”
“Would you like to go to see a movie with me for
Christmas day?”
“But we always go to the park, see the lights, and
skate like my parents always did.”
“Do you want to do that?”
“No, not this year so movie it is?”
“Yes, how about Mary Poppins returns?”
“Sounds good but what about your mom and dad?”
“We’ll see them the next day. I’m spending Christmas
with my fiancée.”
“What?”
“I know you’re having a rough time right now but
maybe sometime in the future you’ll consider marrying me?” Ted asked holding
out a ring in a box.
I smiled and nodded yes. Ted insisted on a long engagement, we'll have our joy in two years. He wanted me to be sure. Ted has made a tough
Christmas one to remember with joy. So maybe I can be happy just a little,
one day at a time. My parents would want me to have love to after all.
©Sheilagh Lee January 2, 2019
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