The fat lady is warming up.... 2

[alamogirl]

Hey Old Fool & Jeff,

Sorry to hear that your divorce is dragging like molasses.

I met with a friend for lunch, and we were discussing Thanksgiving. Every year, there is a huge Thanksgiving bash thrown for everyone and anyone here in San Antonio. It was started by a gentleman named Raul Jimenez. When he died, his children promised to continue his tradition, which has become a much anticipated event by all in San Antonio.

This year, my friend and I want to volunteer at this event. I've always wanted to volunteer but in the past, I had my own Thanksgiving going on. How weird the way everything works out. Who would have thought that I wouldn't have a place to go, so now, I'm going to finally realize my desire to volunteer at the Raul Jimenez Thanksgiving Dinner.

OF, you are correct that I spent my holidays without my ex last year. It's funny, though, that when I wrote my post, I meant that I was facing spending my holidays by myself without my other siblings. I know it came across as meaning "the ex."

My older brother will be working as he always does on Thanksgiving. My sis will probably be in Dallas with her daughter. Her daughter is due to give birth that week, and my younger brother will probably spend it with his in-laws. They should be at their new house by then.

Last year, I almost spent the holidays alone but my sis decided not to go to Dallas at the last minute. When the ex and I were married, we really never spent the holidays with anyone. We used to stay at home and relax except for New Years.

Life is sure interesting...the way it has a way of throwing obstacles at you. Why can't things be easy? When I was married to my first husband, yes, I've been married before this one, we discussed having kids after we'd been married at least 3 years. We split up after 9 months of marriage! We were separated 1 year, so by the time the divorce was final, we'd been married less than 2 years!

During my "prime" for having kids, I was single. Then I met a nice guy, but he wasn't ready for anything serious. We dated 4 freakin years, then we split up. About 4 months later, I met my second husband. By the time we got married, I was in my late '30s...37 to be exact. We were dirt poor, so having a kid wasn't in our immediate plans. I focused on raising my step-son instead.

At 14 years old, my step-son left home to live with his brother. Shortly after, all hell broke loose. My ex looks to his son and parents for comfort. What do I have...nada...no kids, no parents, just busy siblings.

Ok, I feel much better now. Thanks for listening. You all are wonderful, and I wish only the best for all of you.

All my best,
alamogirl