Monday, December 26, 2011

12/26/11 - Christmas 2011

There is no doubt about it - I have some great friends and you helped me make it through this Christmas Season. Thank you. I can post this here because it is the ones that read this that make all the difference. I thank God for you.

I didn't "over" do it this year. I took care of myself and said no when I needed to. For a variety of reasons, I didn't get to see some of my friends that I wanted to, but because they're my friends, they understood. SWAK!

And I didn't get in to the whole buying frenzy thing. Not once. It's never really been my thing, but this year I didn't participate even a little bit. I gave a few meaningful gifts but that was planned. Not the same as buying for buying sake.

Throughout the weekend, I only bawled about 5 times for a total of about 3 hours from missing Dad. Right in the middle of the worst bout, a friend posted the sweetest sentiment and the perfect music video. The timing was definitely a God thing. It added to my tears for a bit, but it ultimately helped, immensely. I tend to carry Dad with me now, instead of missing him so, and I'm starting to celebrate more "for him" instead of lamenting so much for myself.

I'll have to devote an entire blog to Dad at some point. I honestly had no idea how bonded I was to him or how unconditionally loved he made me feel. He's the only person to have ever given me that gift, consistently, without fail. And I didn't know that until he was gone. OK, moving on before I start crying again. I digress.... This is a positive, Merry Christmas report...

I went to my nephew's and my niece's house for Christmas. Robert's on Friday and Charlene's on Christmas Day. For me, it doesn't get any better than that when it comes to the Holidays. Robert is affectionately known as Bubba. He is 2 years and 8 months younger than me. Growing up, I wanted to call him my brother but no one would let me so I called him Bubba. It stuck, and now to his nephews and nieces, he's known as Uncle Bubba. That's irony.

Charlene, his sister, my niece, is  8 years, 10 months, and 25 days younger than me. I have to list it out like this because my family (not me) likes to get into detailed debates over exactness of ages, timelines, events, etc.  So, to save them time and trouble in having to set me straight, I used a calendar calculator to get the age differences right. In their defense, I get a lot of details wrong. I think it comes from having such a tumultuous life, and from not caring so much about details like this. One day I'm going to map out the timeline of my life though, so I need folk like that around. You know, to keep me straight. But I digress.... again....

The point is I love Robert and Charlene and their respective families. I'm a 1/2 relative (at most, to most, except to my mother of course) and with me not having children or a long-term marriage, I'm, well, a part of, but not really. Does that make sense? But to me, my nephews and nieces are more like my brothers and sisters than nephews and nieces. I know it's not the same for them, but that's how it is for me. I will always be the odd-man-out of sorts in my family (another future blog), but all-in-all I had a happy holiday weekend with just a few short-lived bumps in the road. And the whole while, I moved forward on my 3 main goals. Not bad, if I do say so myself.

Thank you again to those of you that helped me through those bumps by the way. HugZ!

Here are some pics from this weekend. Enjoy!

Robert/Bubba and his mother/my sister, Shirley
The Guys - Assorted Nephews
The Cooks

The Wrestlers

The Skater

Sleeping Beauty



  1. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful! pics there Deb! Looked like everyone had a great time.

    I understand about your Dad. Take all the time and buckets of tears you need... it's ok.

    And know that he loves you and is still with you :)

  2. @Maria - thank you! You always have the most perfect words! I'll have your pic for you soon. :)