Almost Christmas

I get glimpses of this family life I've always wanted, but then reality sets in. I wonder what other families are like. Does everyone pretend so it looks so nice and real from the outside? And does everyone get those glimpses? I wish I could make things work. I really do. But my soul will wither if I live in a pretend world. Merry Christmas to me. Merry Christmas to my baby. I wish I could give her everything.