This year, my girls were with their father for Halloween. And I survived! I didn’t just survive, I kicked that holiday’s ASS!!!
No tears, no moping around, just having fun with one of my oldest friends. Chit-chatting and chilling.
And it wasn’t forced or anything. I was content. I was cool. And when they came home, I was actually happy that they had a good time with their father. And I was happy with the candy that they brought back, too! 🙂
One step at a time, right? One step at a time towards total healing, and the right direction towards forgiveness and friendly reconciliation between exes.