I don’t know about you but holidays are pretty tough on me. All the sharing between families and wanting to offer grace to my kids for their choices. Wanting to be the one they want to be with. It has been 13 years now and I think it is getting a little easier. I am learning to let go. To be at peace with the holidays and where everyone ends up. At this writing I am taken back to an Easter about ten years ago, i put a lot of effort into the perfect day and well, let’s just say... it was a disaster, i spent the day in tears. I am sure no one else remembers that day at all. But to me it was another reminder of what it means to be a split family with different ideas and values. I am happy to say, all these years later even though it isn’t a traditional Easter at a family members house, it is Easter with most of my children and grand-daughter so time does heal. I am grateful. At the time i couldn’t see that there could be any happy ending or light at the end of the tunnel. I am not saying I no longer struggle with holidays, but i am learning to take them for what they are, time with my kids, in what ever shape it comes in. Happy Easter.
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