realized on the drive home last night from our holiday support group meeting at solace house that the only christmas we (chris, magnus, and i) spent together was 2 years ago
Magnus’ first christmas he was in texas with Chris while I worked at the post office and saw my grandpa for the first time in many years (7? I don’t know). Grandpa died < 4 months later on April 18th 2009.
Magnus’ 2nd Christmas was at our house on Mona Lane, tamales made xmas eve, pj’s opened to wear that night, presents opened the next morning, he ate snow for the first time that day
Magnus’ 3rd xmas in georgetown, what an awful fucking holiday, i don’t think for him tho
and now, this christmas, with his daddy dead
ad astra per aspera 