The big day has come and gone. The turkey has been cooked and eaten. The presents have been unwrapped, the company has come and gone. And now it's Boxing Day.
For anyone who has been fallowing my blog, you know that this is the day that we gather with my husbands family to celebrate Christmas. I put my foot down a while back and said that I was NOT going and DW was o-kay with that. As time passed I started to waver. Guilt started to creep in, ever so softly. I then started to second guess myself for the decision I had made. Then my stomach would start to feel uneasy any time I thought or talked about "Boxing Day". Then it happened....I caved.
Now Boxing Day is here and in a few hours I'll be heading into the lions den. So I guess I wasn't so stead fast on my choice. I am doing this for DW and the boys, no-one else. I'll sit there and behave, have pleasant chit-chat, smile and drink lots of wine.
As long as I don't leave there his year in tears, all will be okay. I have a very uneasy feeling over my whole body about today, I guess if past experiences dictate, I have many reasons to feel apprehensive. This is their last chance, weather they know it or not. Depending how today goes, I promise I will stick hard to my decision next year.
So with wine and gifts in-hand I'll be on my way. For better or worse, I married DW not his family.
You are brave and strong - and you've got your head screwed on right - just breathe... you'll be your amazing self. You're doing it for the right reasons, and you recognize what is wrong, and you'll be okay. I promise it won't always be like this. I hope you have - at the very least - a calm, quiet day.
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