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Sunday, December 21, 2014

Christmas

I didn't think it would bother me this much. Our eldest son has decided not to come home for Christmas. That makes it 7-8 months since we've seen him.  He and I talk every week, sometimes several times. But it is not the same as having him home. He likes to point out that the last few years he was home but worked through the holidays, so it was almost like not being here. I reminded him that we would still cross paths, often late at night, so I could actually see him.
Now I understand why my mother tells me she just wants to be in my space for awhile. We 've got a country between us not just 1/2 a province ;-) 
These stages of motherhood can be a real drag.