Still no news on the job front. Xerox did call and tell me that it would be another two weeks before they started making offers, and they wanted me to remain interested. So, I should hear something by the end of this week. I am still very certain that it will all work out. If Xerox wasn't meant to be then something else will come along. Everything always works out in the end. If it doesn't, then it's not the end.
The holidays are rapidly approaching, and everyday I am reminded by something or someone that the true meaning of Christmas has nothing to do with gifts and everything to do with being grateful for the things we have and the family that loves us. This time of year is a little tough because it is when we lost Uncle Tim. It was two years ago on Sunday. I miss him everyday, but I really miss him most when something big happens in my life and I can't call him or email him like I used to and trigger a long series of lengthy emails back and forth. I wish he could be here to see all of the changes that have occurred in our family and how much we have all grown up both physically and mentally. But, I know that he sees that anyway. I just keep thinking about what he would say when I told him I was pregnant, or when Tara left for Colorado to do what she loves, or when he heard what Dad did for the little boy in Tara's class that moved to a safe house. He would be so proud of all of us I'm sure.
On that note, I am at work and can't start crying here, so I am going to sign off and say "Never Say I Shoulda'"