Holiday Separation

So I've survived our first split holidays. The first holiday split I should say. No longer our anything. Thanksgiving was harder on me than Christmas, for some reason I thought it would be the other way around. On Thanksgiving I took the kids to my people's dinner first, then the plan was I'd drive them to Brian's people's next. We ran about an hour longer than expected, though, because I had a hard time rounding up the kids. By the time we got to Brian's uncle's house their get-together was over.

Christmas eve Brian took the kids to his grandmother's house for a family dinner, and then Christmas afternoon I took them to my cousin's house for our get-together. We stayed just 2 hours because I had to drop them off at Brian's mom's at sevenish for another get-together they were having. They had fun at my cousins but because it was so early most of my people hadn't got there yet, so they didn't get to see everyone. We left a little after seven and got to Brian's mom's a little before eight. It snowed Christmas eve and was on and off drizzling all Christmas day, so the roads in Cleveland were nasty...made the drive take a little longer than usual. Anyway, they stayed there until eleven. Which made me kinda mad because if I had known they would go so late we could have stayed another hour with my family. Here I was all rushing and concerned thinking it would be like Thanksgiving.

I'm not too salty about it, because the kids are going to spend a couple of days with my folks. They don't go back to school until the 6th, so when they get back we are going to have sleep-overs with all the little cousins.

I guess because the kids did the usual Christmas thing it hasn't seemed so bad, splitting time with them for the holidays. This is basically what we usually do, except this time I wasn't with them at Brian's folks' and he wasn't with me at mine.. I think if they were smaller it would be harder on me and them.

I guess it hasn't hit me yet, that my marriage is over. My family has been very nice about the split and concerned with how I am doing. A few asked about Brian...I don't think some of my relatives really believe we are splitting up. Oh well! They keep telling me to try marriage counseling and stuff like that, as if I have any control over what Brian wants to do. I can't seem to make them understand that it's him that's filing, not me.