Fighting Back Tears

The past couple of days has been difficult. Christmas is tomorrow and so everyone is talking about getting to see their loved ones. I just cry knowing I’m not going to see dad this Christmas.

My daughter and I bought some flowers and a Santa Claus to put on dad’s grave tomorrow. I fought back tears looking for something. He would love it.

My daughter made deviled eggs. A tradition that I passed down to her because my dad loved my deviled eggs so much.

I ordered some ornaments personalized with dad’s pictures online. They were supposed to be shipped to the store. They were supposed to be there this past week. I have been to the store twice, and they are still not there. The worker called headquarters. They came back with the information that either my stuff will be there the next day or never at all. I was so confused. I asked never? They said, no. It will be marked lost in transit. I fought back tears again. The permanent aspect of the situation and the coldness from the person was a bitter reminder of dad’s death. He is gone forever. People expect me to be over it and moved on. This was just another hurtful reminder of the situation.

Next hurtful event… I was chatting with mom, which we do talk a lot more now since dad’s death. But she told me there’s a man messaging her. I was a little taken back. What? I was a little upset. I mean, yes, eventually I do expect her to date and be happy. Maybe even get married. BUT, three weeks and already chatting with someone?!? I know loneliness and depression makes you do stupid things. Trust me, I have learned that lesson from my divorce. She thinks the guy is just being friendly. She said he has actually made a move.

James might not make the cut. The conversation continued yesterday, and I have to trust my gut. I ignored red flags with the serial cheater. I am not going to continue to ignored red flags. So, I guess I’m back to just seeing if anyone interesting comes along.

Finally, I went ahead and had Christmas with my kiddo yesterday. She opened all of her gifts. She was so excited. She goes back to ex’s for Christmas eve and then we have to go out of town for Christmas day. So, I figured having Christmas on Christmas eve eve would be a great idea.

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