@Gypsy - that's a posting that rocks. Thanks for that.
We've done some fun stuff so far - christmas tree shaped jellos, snowman cakes, DIY decorations.
Part of the problem is that I've sort of cycled back to those early post-post-Bomb Shock feelings, but can't find the time or space to let them run themselves out. I'm not doing any of those maladaptive non-DB behaviors, mind you--not doing any DB'ing, either--just experiencing that immediate sense of anger-grief-loss-confusion. I'm not even taking much from my as-usually swell interactions with Miss Someone. I don't expect it to last, but it definitely sucks to be "back" in that way. And seeing Themselves struggle I inevitably hear echoing in my head those WAWords from the Bomb: "I decided my happiness is more important than the kids'."
I don't know that she still feels that way, or whether in fact she ever felt that way - it's not my place to mind-read, excuse, or guess. But I do know the very fact that she could say that so rankles that..... Well you know.
