I hate making plans for the hollidays. My parents split up a couple years back, and this year my mom moved from Atlanta to Nashville. Now I have to worry about having Christmas with my Fiancee's family here in florida, my Mom and my sister in Nashville, and my Dad in Atlanta.
If I had my way is would just me my girl and I curled up on the couch in front of the tree drinking martinis. But the hollidays aren't about you, they are about family dammit. My family hasn't really been much of one as of late. Everyone, including myself I suppose, is to involved in their own lives, their own personal dramas to make any real attempt at keeping in touch/
We like to make the effort, the few and far between phone call, the brief contact email. But nobody ever says anything. Everybody is always fine.
Guilt is an emotion ingrained in me from an early age. Effective to say the least. Worked better than a beating, at least for me. So Christmas day I will board a plane to Nashville, the next evening I'll board a plane back. Mom will be happy. Dad will understand.
If I had my way is would just me my girl and I curled up on the couch in front of the tree drinking martinis. But the hollidays aren't about you, they are about family dammit. My family hasn't really been much of one as of late. Everyone, including myself I suppose, is to involved in their own lives, their own personal dramas to make any real attempt at keeping in touch/
We like to make the effort, the few and far between phone call, the brief contact email. But nobody ever says anything. Everybody is always fine.
Guilt is an emotion ingrained in me from an early age. Effective to say the least. Worked better than a beating, at least for me. So Christmas day I will board a plane to Nashville, the next evening I'll board a plane back. Mom will be happy. Dad will understand.
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