This year, can I just have a happy and calm Christmas? Maybe just ONE Christmas? Even two would be a picnic.
We had four Christmases last year. The recent Reese Witherspoon movie may make it look funny, but it’s really not. It’s enough to make you fall ill.
Christmas used to be my favorite holiday. And just think — my brother and sister and I used to think that it was difficult just dealing with the extended family. One year, we even launched a top-secret “Operation Buttercup” to campaign for a quiet Christmas at home. Now, I’m married. My husband’s parents are divorced. Not only do we now have three families plus extended family, but they all live within 45 minutes of each other. (That doesn’t even factor in my grandparents in Florida, whom I haven’t even seen my sister’s high school graduation.) But we’re expected to be everywhere, every holiday. And I just don’t feel like I can do it. It kinda makes me feel somewhat suicidal (or at least makes me cry at least three times every holiday season).
So, for Christmas, can you please make everyone agree and be happy with whatever Jonathan and I decide to do? I know it’s asking a lot, but that’s what I want.
And if you can convince the Easter Bunny to help keep Easter from becoming World War III, that would be great too.
P.S. Any suggestions for coping with this would be greatly appreciated. –CSE