After that, I went to my other sister's house. She has a nice family, 5 kids, the youngest is 12. Her husband is a good guy. It was good to just hang there. I read a funny book for a while, had some good laughs. Then I needed a nap. After that I hung with my nephews and they taught me Kendama, while I taught them how to juggle. Then it was time for dinner again. After dinner we played some family games. It was a really enjoyable day.

At the end of the night, it was time to leave, so I said Merry Christmas to everyone. I won't see them again soon. As I walked out the door to my car, alone, I was desperately lonely aain.

God, I miss my family. Moments ago, I woke up, and the first thing that hits me is loneliness. At times like this I wonder why it all happened. Why can't we just get back to the simple pleasure of just being a family? Why is this so hard?

I take heart in reading other people's stories here, stories so similar to mine. The people going through the same confusion, the same pain, the same trials. I take heart and gather strength but it's still damn lonely and hard.


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Divorce final: Jan 2009
Making it up as I go....