Somehow, every year and I mean every year, my wife and I wonder how on earth we are going to get Christmas done. Especially when the kids still believed in Santa. Yet someone we always made it. This is going to be the first year in our kids exsistence when they wont get any gifts. It pains me to the core when I hear m son say, Dad, I want this thing for Christmas. I havent had the heart to tell him. My daughter is older and knows what is going on and she just have given up hope on Christmas or the world. I had more money when my wife and I were seperated than I do know. At least then I could buy a few presents. I know...we can make some. I cant even afford to go buy stuff to make gifts. So.... I have failed to adequately support my family and I will have to bear the full onslaught of pain that will come on Christmas day. I am a good man. and I cant figure out why bad things happen to good people. Oh well.