No family is perfect. I would worry about any that claims to be.
The holiday season causes most of us to practice patience - and sometimes restraint - around family. I do. And as the only single grownup in my family, I sometimes feel a bit left out. Isolated. When I close my childhood bedroom door at night when I visit my parents, I'm alone. Just like I was when I was a kid. And I sometimes wonder if my family still looks at me as a kid because of that.
My mom and sister - and even my nieces - did most of the cooking, and I get to bring the fun stuff like wine and munchies we have instead of an evening meal. I helped with the last minute things like making the gravy and Mom didn't even tell me how to stir it this time. This year was also different because my aunt and uncle didn't join us. Since Mom and my aunt had an argument a few weeks ago, they were uninvited. I think my mother was upset that her younger sister because she uses Mom's ideas and doesn't give her credit. Who cares? It's not worth arguing about. But I think they smoothed things over the other day, so we should be safe for Christmas if they can both behave until then.
As I walk through my parents' house, I notice Mom has taken any photos of my ex down. She even asked me if I was okay leaving the figure representing my ex up in the Christmas Caroler family that she displays in the dining room all year. Sure, why not?
Seeing the tidbit of Christmas makes me want to head home and cover my little place with Christmas cheer. That will come tomorrow after doing a little shopping and eating leftover turkey, dressing and all of the yummy sides and pie today.
I was thinking last night about the lady I know who had to go to work at Best Buy at 11 p.m. on Thanksgiving night to serve the crazed shoppers. I also thought about my friend's fiancee who's flying missions in the Middle East as a Naval reservist over this Thanksgiving. Each job has its dangers and I wish safe return home to both.
My mom and sister - and even my nieces - did most of the cooking, and I get to bring the fun stuff like wine and munchies we have instead of an evening meal. I helped with the last minute things like making the gravy and Mom didn't even tell me how to stir it this time. This year was also different because my aunt and uncle didn't join us. Since Mom and my aunt had an argument a few weeks ago, they were uninvited. I think my mother was upset that her younger sister because she uses Mom's ideas and doesn't give her credit. Who cares? It's not worth arguing about. But I think they smoothed things over the other day, so we should be safe for Christmas if they can both behave until then.
As I walk through my parents' house, I notice Mom has taken any photos of my ex down. She even asked me if I was okay leaving the figure representing my ex up in the Christmas Caroler family that she displays in the dining room all year. Sure, why not?
Seeing the tidbit of Christmas makes me want to head home and cover my little place with Christmas cheer. That will come tomorrow after doing a little shopping and eating leftover turkey, dressing and all of the yummy sides and pie today.
I was thinking last night about the lady I know who had to go to work at Best Buy at 11 p.m. on Thanksgiving night to serve the crazed shoppers. I also thought about my friend's fiancee who's flying missions in the Middle East as a Naval reservist over this Thanksgiving. Each job has its dangers and I wish safe return home to both.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
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