tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post2355327810475649783..comments2023-10-09T15:47:14.355-04:00Comments on And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?: Another Holiday Blow...Starhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18241931590875029855noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post-57590251822598412022009-12-27T18:23:51.180-05:002009-12-27T18:23:51.180-05:00I'm so sorry, Star, that the day turned unexpe...I'm so sorry, Star, that the day turned unexpectedly shitty for you. You're right--we like to think, as widows, that a day (a good, tough, or otherwise one) will be manageable so long as it goes as we've oh-so-carefully planned. And then when those plans fall apart, we find that we crumble with them. I've felt and experienced that so many times. I'm not sure if it makes me a cynic, a realist, or simply adaptable, but anymore I try not to put too much store in "plans." I got burned so many times, even if they weren't anything major, that--as awful as it sounds--I try to have as low of expectations and as few "plans" as possible. I'm not saying it's a particularly exciting or thrilling way to live...it's simply what has ended up being my M.O., so I can live in the moment and be happy for what it.<br /><br />But I'm so, so sorry, Star. I know you've been having an especially tough time this holiday season and I saw your FB status that the hardest one for you is still ahead of you. As much as it hurts right now, it'll be over soon. Hang in there, and cry as much as you need to. Lots of love, my friend.Candicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11637366044613952294noreply@blogger.com