So, I am not working. I am trying to concentrate on the positive. I will at least be here for my daughter’s 21st birthday and my husband’s the day before. I can plan celebrations and parties.
Except it turn out that my daughter has no time to fit in her blood family over her birthday weekend (there are friends that she has already made plans with) and my husband doesn’t particularly care for birthday celebrations. I am left feeling like an idiot for even wanting to mark them.
Bur the good things do exist because I am not away this week: I am able to comfort my husband at the time of his father’s death; I am able to tell my daughter that her family want so much to celebrate her birthday, even though she doesn’t have time to do so.
It all condenses down to the basic element of family: support and love.