"Santa Clause"

"If I had a single flower for every time I think of you, I could walk forever in my garden." -Claudia Ghandi

Santa Clause visits me every Tuesday morning.

{It used to be Monday morning, when I wasn't living in the future.}

Every morning,
I try to think of something motivating to get me going.
{Otherwise, I'd bury myself in the blankets & never come out before 9am.}

Tuesday mornings are easy-peasy.
I wake and shove on my glasses
so I can see the little present left in my inbox
with his name on the gift tag.

I was told my heart would cool and crust
after 6 months
after 12 months
after a year and a half...

But, no.
It's just as alive and raw
as the day he flew away.
Maybe even more so
since 2 years is forever long
when you've only lived 21 of them.

So, since my lad is so wonderfully busy,
getting an e-mail every Tuesday morning

brings Christmas all-year-round.

{image via here}