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Chronicles of the Determined Divorcee— As a single parent of four children, I am stretched thin during the holiday season and every year, I am faced with colliding feelings.
Earlier this past week, I broke up with the man I had been dating for a few months.
I know, right in the midst of the holiday season, before holiday parties and get-togethers! Before gift exchanges and family dinners! Scandalous!
This time of year, many want a partner to celebrate with and stay warm with during the frosty nights. (In my part of California, it’s been EXTRA frosty, let me tell you).
There were many reasons, but one was that I felt that the relationship had run it’s course. If I am going to invest time and energy into a relationship on top of my children, writing, and career, then it had better be with a man I would fall in love with. A man that I would want my children to be around, eventually. Many people tell me that there is someone out there for me, for us, and I hold onto that hope. Because if others believe that, then I can too.
This morning my children woke up early, excited to be on winter break and spend relaxing hours playing computer games, watching Youtube, and hanging out with me and my dad. I felt a little down; there’s things I want to do too, but it’s harder since I have to plan ahead and…
