The hardest part of divorce was being without my kids, especially during the holidays. I felt overwhelmed with pressure to compensate by making them extra special.
In my quest to make up for what we'd lost, I'd unwittingly turned half the year - from Halloween through their first-quarter birthdays - into my own unwinnable marathon of misery.
It took me a while to understand that our enjoyment of these special days was inversely proportional to the size of my ever-growing to-do list, but once I did, there was no going back.
Relaxing on what I thought the holidays were supposed to look like has allowed us to start new traditions.
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