Missing my friend

Sitting on my couch watching the National Championship game, looking around at my walls that now look bare thanks to taking down Christmas ornaments, and missing Daddy so much.  I have thought so many times to call him this past week to have him "whine" with me about Christmas being over.  It was "our" time of year.  We were "Christmas Buddies".  Constant Christmas music, shows, and movies.  Our favorites were A Christmas Story  and The Homecoming ( the movie that launched the Walton's series.  I automatically picked up the phone to call him while I was decorating and cooking only to be hit with reality.  He loved to hear play-by-play of the activity in our full house and the latest cakes or candies that had been made.  Mother always wanted to know if I remembered that the fudge would NOT set on a rainy day.  Even with her dementia, she remembered that :)   They will always be missed, but it seems the Holiday season is the hardest.