I made up for missing yesterday’s 10k by running 10k on my own at a 9:03/mi pace. It was a relief to know that was still possible. Then Natalie and I went to Alanon on Maple, where we picked out a Christmas tree together for the third or fourth year in a row. When I paid for it, I instinctively told the cashier we’d see her again next year, but my face fell when I realized it wasn’t true. We got the tree home and quickly set it up as Christmas carols spun on the record player, then went out in search of ornaments to replace the ones that been lost gradually in the years since the homemade silver garland tree we used to have on Revena. We came home and had a perfect dinner of leftovers, talking about family and family traditions. I hope there can still be a sense of those when we live out East.
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