Gotta Love 'Em
For all of my bellyaching here, there are times I have to sit back and count my blessings. My children are all alive and healthy, and the same is true for my grandchildren. And they are on speaking terms with me, no less! I haven't murdered my ex-husband, for which HE had better be thankful. My first in-laws still welcome me as family (first set - my first husband died). And I have good friends who sometimes get upset that I can't spend more time with them.
That said, sometimes those combined details create a conundrum. I am divorced from hubby #2, and we had no children, so at least there's no issue of spending holidays with him. However, the rest of the family gets offended if I'm not at their house for Christmas and/or Thanksgiving. If I can buy a house it will resolve things, because I'll decree that I'm the mom and they had all better haul their collective butts to MY house for holidays.
Considering my current living arrangements, that isn't possible, so I have resorted to the marathon method of holiday celebration. I start driving at daybreak and move from place to place, trying to coordinate things so I go everywhere and don't offend anyone.
Unfortunately I missed a house today.
It was a friend, not family - but someone who is very dear to me and who I would not hurt for all the world. As my boss is so fond of saying, "There are only 100 hours in a day." And in my humble opinion, one of those should be reserved for sleeping. That leaves only 99 hours to drive, visit, stuff face with turkey, and get home to sleep before going back to work tomorrow.
Trouble was that I overslept this morning, which put me off schedule. Plus I have my oldest daughter as a semi-permanent roommate now, and much as I love her, she could out-drill any drill sergeant on Earth when she gets the urge. (Lest you scoff, I have learned to use that to my advantage - there are times I threaten to let her loose to get through to professional stallers, like refund clerks after Christmas who have been ordered that no matter what, don't give refunds.) There's another advantage to her moving back in with me. I have one less place to visit!
I'll have to email friend tomorrow, and phone her when I can refill the phone card my daughter depleted (I blocked long distance on my home phone precisely because of that.)
Ah, the holidays. Gotta love 'em.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )