We have the windows open in the apartment right now. It’s amazing that today, it’s supposed to be nearly sixty degrees on the fahrenheit. I know I mention the weather here a lot, but it’s just that nuts. This is my first Christmas away from home. It’s tough no matter how far you are away from your family during the holidays, but it’s bound to happen at some point. Being this close to thirty, I’m kind of surprised it hasn’t happened sooner.
My first major holiday that I spent away from my family was the Forth of July. Perhaps that’s not major to you, but I was in Japan at the time. The heat was there for sure, and I was on a U.S. military base. I was even in the parade, so it wasn’t all that much different. The fact was that I wasn’t back home at the time. It wasn’t the same, small town Iowa parade that I was used to with the tractors and horses pooping on the street as they went by. It was still good though, just far from home. You can’t replace being with your family, but you can still have something just as good.
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