For those of you who didn’t have that perfect Christmas – here’s to you. Neither did I.
I spent my Christmas in agony perpetrated by an inflamed molar. I know, poor me.
In my state of great discomfort, I picked up my sketch book. I started sketching what I saw from the, all be it little, but nevertheless, comfort of my bed. I soon discovered that sketching helped to control the pain somewhat.
I still had a couple of days until the dental appointment.
Sitting in emergency waiting to get some meds, a dozen handsome firemen came through handing out these adorable teddies. My husband who is always on the look out for freebies, asked for one for me. Seeing my plight they had compassion one me.
Yes, this is an experience I don’t wish on anyone, but having said that, it is a pain that will go away, and soon my jaw and mouth will be all back to normal once again.
On December 24th 2004 our family lost a loved one. That pain still lingers at times – especially at this time of year. Yes, the pain has lost its edge, and for that I am thankful. The good part is that I have the hope and peace of knowing I will see him again someday.
Acknowledging the fact that difficult circumstances come and go regardless of the time of year, I will continue to look forward to Christmas whatever it brings.