No holidays in my world.

The other day, my daughter innocently asked me what was my favorite holiday.

And it suddenly hit me. I answered, "I don't have one anymore."

She kind of looked me shocked and said, "I mean you have to have a favorite holiday. Do you like Thanksgiving? Christmas?

And I said, "Nope, I don't like them anymore."

She looked at me like I was insane (which I probably am) and said, "Why?"

And I told her that since the divorce, I just don't look forward to the holidays anymore. It's really hard not having my family around me. I hate sharing my daughter. Tomorrow she's with her dad. And because of that, we celebrated Thanksgiving last weekend.

But Christmas, New Year's Eve, my birthday...celebrations I used to love, I could care less now. I just go through the motions. Not that those days were so magical with my EX. He was a selfish asshole and the most mindless gift buyer.

I look back on all those events now and I realize that he just wanted someone to cook the fricken holiday meal.

I hope that someday soon, I can shake off my melancholy hang up those stockings by the chimney with care and rekindle my love of holidays.

Happy Thanksgiving...