I survived Christmas.
Actually, I did more than survive Christmas. I celebrated Christmas and had a wonderful time. My hubby and I spent the weekend with our two sons and their wives. We just hung out, eating too much, playing games like Monopoly and Trivial Pursuit and Family Feud (no kidding!), talking and laughing. A lot of laughing.
It was fun. No stress. No running around. No time table. Just a loving family.
Oh, I had some moments. Some twinges. Twinges of sadness and grief.
But then I remembered something someone wrote to me recently. Hang out with those who nourish and support you. Stay away from those who are toxic, who hurt you.
I was with my loving husband and sons. I felt loved and respected and cared for and valued. I felt safe and nourished. And I was reminded once again that I have broken the cycle of abuse. There I was with my two sons who are happy and healthy adults. I knew that I must have done something right.
So I said good-bye to the sadness. At least for now. There will be moments when I am alone and I can deal with the feelings then.
But for this moment, I enjoyed the love.And I said thank you, Jesus.