I teared up as I was getting Nathaniel ready to go to Christmas dinner at his aunt’s house. I had on my new red sweater that I’d purchased for our Christmas card photo.
I was dressing Nathaniel in his spiffy Christmas outfit. I thought that John would love how stunning Nathaniel looked.
In my head I pictured what John’s opinion would be if I asked him to wear a red sweater for a Christmas photo. I had several different scenarios in my head. 1- John would say, like he did last Christmas, “Nobody wants to see, us. ” and then have the photo of Nathaniel only. 2- I’m not wearing a sweater. 3- he’d wear a button down shirt, or 4- He’d do it for Nathaniel.
There is no way in Hell that John would willingly put on a red sweater for a Christmas photo. John was NOT a sweater guy. Not one bit. He found them to be hot and uncomfortable. I think I saw him wear a sweater a grand total of maybe 3 times- I can only remember 2 times.
Once was for my Grandmother’s viewing that he hadn’t planned to attend, but stayed for because I needed the support. He hadn’t bought clothes to wear for a viewing, so he wore one of my father’s sweaters.
I think the other time he put one on was when we went out for Christmas Eve one year. His one set of relatives dresses up for Christmas and we always felt under dressed. I just about fell over to see him put on a sweater.
Who knows what John would have done… John was John and he would have done what he decided, but if anybody could make John put on a red sweater… it would be Nathaniel.