By: LindaMy mother always used to say to me "Christmas will come and go whether you are ready for it or not." And I find comfort in knowing that. She also use to say to me, "You will live til you die" when I got hurt. And It actually made me feel better. Isn't that funny?
But here's what's on my mind now: I have pies to bake yet for dinner and I have been up for almost 24 hours now. My back is aching from being on my feet. My kids are depending on me making the special Thanksgiving dinner I have made for them every year and that they look forward to with anxious expectation. I am thinking about the last thanksgiving I spent with "the family". What a nightmare that was! LOL I will spare all the details. But that was "before". This is many years later now. And things are different.
There are no pedophiles sitting at my table. My kids don't have to deal with that. (These are my private thoughts.)Right now, I need to try to rest and let my pain pills work so I can make them pies and another fantastic dinner. (I make everything from scratch and NOTHING comes out of a can!) Everything is fresh. I can smell the turkey cooking already in my head. I can see them hungry kids bellying up to the table with the linen napkins and the silver napkin rings, the crystal goblets, and their favorite holiday china. I will soon replace my everyday china with Christmas china. When they come, I will serve them drinks from holiday glasses and all will be well again.
We will be there for one another making each other strong and telling stories about the better times we have shared in life. We will remind each other about the time when.......Well you get the picture! And we will laugh and try to out-do each other with embarassing funny moments of innocence and youth. It will be a happy day. But, nonetheless, it will always be there between us. Unspoken for just one day. We will be happy for one day together. And if tomorrow never comes for one of us, we will have some good thoughts to share about him or her. For that I have to be thankful. It is about the same every holiday. I live for my kids, my grandchildren, and my husband. This is their legacy.
"This is where the chain of abuse is broken."
-Linda
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