So I saw my counselor twice this week, and that helps. But so does "normalcy," which arrived at my home in the form of a nine-year-old. I know I need to figure out a new norm for when he's away, I know. And I will, I'm just still "adjusting."
I'm trying very hard to be and live in the moment, to stop trying to drive while facing the rear-view mirror. I believe I will get there; it will just take time. And the holidays are usually difficult for me anyway, but instead of wishing I was one of those people who think this is "the most wonderful time of the year," I'm just accepting the fact that I struggle during winter. Thankfully winter doesn't last forever.
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