The first of three
Monday, September 19, 2016
Later this afternoon Tom and I will start the long trek to a small town about 60 southwest of us for the first event in saying goodbye to Donna, my DIL's mom. I am struggling with this for so many reasons. Crystal, my DIL, is devastated - she was very close to her mom. They talked every day at least once, sometimes more often. It will also be very hard on our grandsons - too young to completely understand what is going on. Certainly too young to loose a grandmother.
But life happens and we have to deal with it. Along with the deep sadness I feel over the loss of someone way too soon, I am also extremely anxious about having to interact with some of the people who will be there. My husband's ex-wife is a very unpleasant person and her daughter, who my husband raised from the time she was 6 months old, has made it very clear to him that she will not have a relationship with him until he divorces me. Then there's the sister to the ex-wife who married one of my husband's brothers.
These three women are a force each on their own, as a group they are impossible. Larger than life, louder than anyone - they walk in a room and take over. I'm not sure why this distresses me so much, I am totally the opposite. I am the one who stays in the background, and I like it there.
So I am going to go outside with Daisy for awhile, think happy thoughts and prepare myself for what's to come. There will be a lot of deep breathing for me!