Christmas without a safety blanket of family

My Christmas alone to me was an experience that, at first was sorrowful, but in the end appreciative. I did not need to be with my loved ones on Christmas day to make it special for myself. After realizing that I would not be able to be with the family that I planned on being with, I made the most of the day. I lent a Christmas spirit hand and helped others in the neighborhood, that I wouldn't otherwise, dig out. I tried to make the short journey to Des Moines to spend the Christmas night with pops and step-mom, but I soon realized that the risk wasn't worth the reward. That saddened me at the prospect of my first Christmas alone. I damn near cried until I realized, I and many others weren't alone. Wrigley gave me comfort, and soon I had snow to move that got my mind off of being alone. I am thankful for how Christmas worked out. I found that when your away from family on Christmas, sometimes you have to find others in the same situation to enjoy it with. Even if it is a cat or a working situation.

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