Hardest Time of The Year for Many
For many of us, the holidays are the hardest time of the year. Missing traditions that we use to do is the hardest for me.
Our family has always been close when my mother and father were still here. We were like any other family I would guess. Where you only see them on the holidays then don’t talk to them much for the rest of the year.
Well, our family never talked to other family members anyway. It was always just our immediate family, nothing more. Mom, dad, my brother and my sister.
My sister moved in with her husband straight out of high school so he had been an added addition. His family became an added addition. We would go to her house for Thanksgiving some years with her and her in-laws.
My brother tried for one year at his home but that relationship didn’t last long, he just produced a child from that relationship. He has gotten married since, but we no longer talk. So, we won’t join him for any holiday. Same with my sister now.
When my mother had passed away, the family started to spread like a slow running oil. I think we might have spent a couple holidays with dad together and that ended quickly. I think dad was quite depressed also and just rather go gambling than be around family without his wife.
Mom kept us siblings from fighting as adults. She kept us talking and getting along. After she passed, that glue was no longer there. I don’t mind. It may seem so but, in reality, what is the big deal, seeing family one or two days out of the year and not speaking the rest of the year.
The only thing I miss is the tradition with my parents. I miss going over to their house and just sitting around spending time with them. Thinking my parents are getting old. My mother is the same age as me now, the year she was diagnosed with cancer that she was not going to win the battle with this time. I realized she was not very old. Too young to die.
My dad was a bit older when he had finally passed. That was it, I hardly said two words to my siblings after that. It has not been around 10 years or more since I spoke to them.
I am very grateful for my kids and husband. If I did not have them, I would have nothing. They all make the years go by so much better. I had a memory filled thanksgiving with my daughter and grandson.
I remember being her age and going here and going there for thanksgiving. I raised her on the best music 😉R&B from early 2000’s. She had that playing as we walked into her house. My daughter and her roommate were getting everything ready. Great food and just me, my husband, grandson and daughter (my son was by his fathers for thanksgiving). Christmas I will have both my children. I am very content with my little family. Just miss the old days as I am sure many of you do too.
Don't forget to try and spend as much time as you are able to with your family that may not be by your side for much longer. Time is precious and you never know when you may lose that special person.
Take time out to enjoy the little things in life, it will be those things you miss the most. Even with your fur babies.
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Comments (2)
Kerrie, This hit home with me. It's not like I'm angry with my family. Just tired of fighting for a place at the table and the urge to continue the fight slipped away a few years ago. When I was a stripper they treated me better than after I became a Baptist! Ha
Well written!