Suburban Goddess

It’s hard to be in the Christmas spirit when your family is falling apart. Add irony to the mix; this is the same time of year my first marriage dissolved.

The sad thing about it is that I was really looking forward to Christmas this year. I thought we’d work everything out, both the kids would be at the house, and we would wake up Christmas morning and celebrate as a real, Norman Rockwell family. Granted, Norman Rockwell wouldn’t have a crooked psuedo-pine Xmas tree with six ornaments & a camoflage Santa hat, but the sense of warm & fuzziness would be there.

So here we are, on December 1st, and there is no warm & fuzziness. Only the possibility of another lonely Christmas working through a separation on the way to divorce. So I’m mustering all the Christmas spirit I can, and only asking Santa for one thing this year.

I want my family back.

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