An Admission
Dec. 23rd, 2005 05:25 pmOf course my distaste for Christmas goes back to the break-up of my first marriage. After that my kids never ever got to spend Christmas Day with me. I pretended not to mind- but I did.
I've always dealt with emotional pain by stuffing it up my jumper.
The kids are grown up now. One's in Leicester, one's in Japan and one lives with me and Ailz. There are no grandchildren- yet. Perhaps it's time I moved on....
I've always dealt with emotional pain by stuffing it up my jumper.
The kids are grown up now. One's in Leicester, one's in Japan and one lives with me and Ailz. There are no grandchildren- yet. Perhaps it's time I moved on....
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Date: 2005-12-23 09:55 am (UTC)That's a pity. I'm sorry that Alice's mother has decided she's not welcome with us on Christmas Day--because it hurts Alice.
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Date: 2005-12-23 01:06 pm (UTC)I suppose I could have had them for Christmas if I'd insisted, but it seemed right that they should be with their mother and I didn't want to make things any harder than they were by making any sort of fuss.