Merry Christmas to all my sparkling friends!
I hope your holiday was wonderful. I managed to have a pretty okay day today. I missed my sweetheart of course but that is nothing new.
Last night I prepared my delicious egg casserole. It has to sit in the refrigerator overnight to meld all of the ingredients together.
This morning I popped it in the oven and then set about wrapping gifts to take to both households. Just little things but I did put some thought into them so I think they were well received.
I then packed up two big bags and was on my way.
The first stop was my friend Michele's house who I've known for some 30 years. We have been through a lot of thick and thin things so we are sort of like sisters. She does drive me nuts from time to time because her entire life is filled with drama. The saddest thing is it's drama that she brings on herself...ugh. I just have to back up from time to time and take a break.
Today there was again...issues...but all family stuff on her side so I did my best to go with the flow and mind my own beeswax....lots of Chandon came in handy...happy for small blessings...especially the bubbly kind! ha ha....
Later we traveled over to another friend's house and had some yummy appetizers and a while later ham, scalloped potatoes, roasted veggies and a grand finale of pecan pie with ice cream. A really yummy meal and I didn't overeat on anything. Basically, a small portion of more like a tasting menu...so yay me.
I came home and gave my Macky cat his little catnip toy for his Christmas present and have called it a day.
I'm off for several days so I'll see some friends for lunch, do some chalk painting, work on my jewelry and see if I can brainstorm what the next chapter of my life will look like.
The gals in front of the tree.
Michele and I
Momma Carol...the sister's mom who I just adore...she is such a little fashion plate at age 84!
So all in all the day was nice...I'm really glad Christmas is over this year. Now I just have to get through New Years and I'll feel like I've survived the holidays.
I hate the fact I had to face down this sad milestone but so far I've survived a few.
Coming home to a dark empty house was the WORST! But I learned to leave some lights on.
Going to work every day by myself and handling the business on my own. I did have a slip a few days before I closed when I sold a few items that Don had handprinted the sales tickets. I always used to crab at him that his handwriting was too messy...so these tickets were so carefully printed...I just burst out in tears seeing them. The customer must have thought I was nuts...some days I really think I could be. The loss is so deep and so searing and so permanent it can make you lose your mind a little. Death is the end of a life but it's never the end of a relationship. That lives on in your heart and mind forever.
I've learned to gas up the car on my own figuring out the pumps, where the credit card goes and what gas quality to get. Who knew I'd ever need to know these things since my hubby always handled all of that and 90% of the driving as well. I HATE driving...especially at night...but if you want to get from point A to point B you have to drive in FL. I must say that Don would NOT be happy that our car is dirty now. He took great pride in driving a nice clean car...I'll work on that now that I have a few days off.
I've learned to pare down on my cooking. I always used to cook for an army since we had many friends over to the house. Now that just seems silly. AND...some nights if I feel like it I just have popcorn. You have to look for the silver linings in loss my friends.
Other little challenges are changing lightbulbs, smoke alarm batteries, calling AAA for changing out a battery on our big Toyota.
I've even managed to pull off a dinner party for 20 people although everyone chipped in by bringing a side dish while I handled the main dish. They also helped with the clean up so I was really lucky on that! My hubby always used to be so good about vacuuming and helping me ready the house. I surely miss that so much.
I just miss being able to come home and share what happened at our consignment gallery. Most days he was right there working side by side but we always managed to find something work-related to talk about. Only for a short time and then we'd move onto personal stuff or if he had a construction job he was on he'd tell me a little bit about it. We shared so much together I feel like I've lost 1/2 of myself...actually 3/4 having lost our beautiful son also.
One thing I have learned is that I'm really tough...I give myself a pep talk every day and roll out of bed. I don't know what is ahead for that day but I do know that with lots of prayers and the loving help from you my friends I'll continue this journey...hard as it is...it's a new chapter that needs to be experienced.
Merry Christmas my dear friends!