Ever wake up on Christmas morning and have that overwhelming feeling that something is missing?
That is how is has felt this entire day.
Now I admit my daughter and I had our issues on Thanksgiving.
I don’t know how to get past that day.
The fact my abuser and family are that close to my daughter, IT HURTS.
But the feeling this morning was different.
Is it because this is the first Christmas without Chewy?
I don’t know š¤
I just know I felt empty all day.
It is a feeling I just cannot explain.
My best friend bought Dusty a wallet because that’s what he asked from Santa.
James and I didn’t do gifts this year.
Granted, he grew up Jehovah Witness so it’s not like it’s out of the norm for him.
But in our almost 20 year marriage did the Santa/Christmas thing mainly because of the kids. The older they got well it lost it’s spark.
Dusty still believes but I don’t want him solely thinking that’s all it’s about.
Plus, not to be morbid but if I leave this earth before him and he lives out his life with James well…he’d better get used to it š¤£
Anywho…
I hope each and everyone of you (and yours) had the Christmas you so deserved.
On to the next.
