Holidays always make me home sick. It’s not just about missing family as such but missing the memories and traditions that have been apart of me for 37 years, 14 of those share with my children.
You can try and fill the gaps to suplement the “loss” but it just cannot be done. You can’t make up for things shared over a life time.
I’ve been having a lot of ” it takes 2 years” moments of late. All entirely and directly connected to the fact that I miss my family and the traditions shared, the people that surrounded me for 37 years. I want to walk into my mom’s lounge, find my dad asleep in his favorite chair, my mom snuggled in her chair with some craft in hand. I want my dad’s coffee and one of the many deserts my mom whips up in seconds when asked.
I don’t want chocolate for easter, I want my mom and dad.
Is there an Easter Bunny big enough to bring me that..