I spent from 10 to 2 today helping pack boxes for needy families. It was so touching to see the amount of food, cleaning products, hygiene products, and many gifts for the children all donated to the church.

I had planned to go to a play that a girl I worked with is in tonight but I worked really hard today and I decided to go tomorrow instead. I didn't want to go alone tonight either. H wants the boys to spend Christmas eve with him and his new family. I don't think I will ever get used to this. 20+ years of Christmases together and I just can't get used to him spending time with OW and her daughter. Nothing I can do but pray...

Everything happens for a reason, maybe Dad needs to find that it isn't better out there, he needs to realize how good he had it here. Maybe he will find God and that is the most important thing when he finds Him he will know he is supposed to come home.