Last year before Thanksgiving I was feeling pretty sorry for myself. It was going to be the first time I didn't share the Thanksgiving meal with my sons and H. I had always made a big deal of holidays and the tradition of it. The meal, the good dishes, having every one say what they were grateful for...

Now my sons would be with H's family on that day.

So, with suggestions from people on here I decided we would create new traditions. So my S19 and I drove to the city where S 22 was at school and we spent Weds evening, Thurs morning together, ate foods other than typical turkey, etc and just enjoyed being together.

On Thurs, H picked them up and took them to his sisters house for their get-together. I drove the 2 hours home and I cried a bit in the car but enjoyed the scenery, was surprised at the lack of traffic and reflected on the good times we had experienced over the last 36 hours. And I was...grateful.

It's all in how you decide to look at it.

Me 57/H 58
M36 S 2.5yrs R 12/13

Let me give up the need to know why things happen as they do.
I will never know and constant wondering is constant suffering.
Caroline Myss