Ghost of Christmas Past meet Ghost of Christmas Future

Christmas has always been a special time for me... but it has also been a hard time for me.
My mom was killed in a car wreck on December 27, 1997 and because of that, it is so very important to me to spend Christmas with my boys.
Thankfully, I have an ex-husband who gets that.


You see... my Christmas morning consists of: My boys waking up, them waking me up, me calling their dad(my ex, R.) and his parents.  Then they all drive over. We watch the boys open presents. We make breakfast together and spend the morning together.  


It's just what we have always done.
It's what I hope we always do.


I'm not trying to hold onto what I used to have.
I'm trying to savor what I still have.


I still have two beautiful boys.
I still have ex in-laws that love and care about me very much.
I still have an ex that sees the importance of me having my boys on Christmas morning.


I'm also trying to prepare for the future.


You see... I spent the day with my ex's family, and my ex, and his girlfriend.
I already know this is how my future Christmases will be.
... and I'm okay with that.


Hopefully, one day, I will have a man by my side that is understanding of this crazy extended family that I call my own and know how much happiness that it brings me that everyone is as okay with it as I am.