Remembering Christmas 2012 is sad to me now. My son and Daisy’s mom were home from their first year at UC Santa Cruz, and my brother-in-law was down from his home 4 hours north of here. He now lives over 3,000 miles away. 1 1/2 years before I would be a grandma and 3 years before the evil of meth would steal Daisy’s mom from our lives except as an occasional threat. My oldest son too, while not in the picture, was there with his then girlfriend, her dog and his dog. They were not good for each other and have both gone on to find a spouse and have children, so not everything has changed for the worse. It’s just changed a lot.
