Surviving the Holidays 2020

This marks the first year that my son and I will celebrate the holidays as a little family of two.

I’m not going to lie the holidays this year being separated have been like this anxious black cloud hovering over me. I am slightly nervous thinking about certain holidays not measuring up. I worry that as Owen gets older he will wonder why as he sees pictures of the two of us and not with his other parent as well. I’m not looking forward to the continuousness asking of daddy’s whereabouts, as it breaks my heart every single time I hear it. It’s been stressing me out for some time, but today something amazing happened. I realized that Owen will respond to our situation based on how he sees me dealing with it. And well today I handled it well. We had a wonderful Mommy and Owen date at the pumpkin patch.

“I often don't know where the darkness of my own grief will fit in within all of this, but for now I take a backseat to my three-year-old’s excitement to eat donuts and pick out pumpkins.“

Moving forward into the 2020 holiday season, I have made a promise to try my hardest with only half the team and half the budget, to create the same magic I received as a child. It is my wish that we will hopefully create some new traditions. Real Talk though - I’m super grateful the first holiday in queue is Halloween! Minimal pressure to starting it off.

So here’s to new traditions 🍾