Yuletide Solitude
I'm stuck in New Hampshire with nothing to do on Christmas day. I've only interacted with one person so far: I told the hotel clerk (over the phone) that I would be staying another day.
I'd feel a bit worse about this, but I chose it. I insisted on having time around Christmas to see Dylan, and didn't object to it being both before and after (thus locking me into NH for the duration). I could be spending the holidays at my father's house. But I hung out with my brother Tim yesterday, and while I feel bad about Caleb's situation, stuck with my father and stepmother, there's little I can do. My chances of influencing Caleb with Jay and Sarah around are next to nil; Tim has at least played good child enough that he's trustworthy.
Frankly, I'd prefer to eat cold leftovers, alone in my hotel room, than deal with all of that. It would be too much, on top of the frustration of driving a week to see my son for eight hours. Lonely I can deal with.
I'd feel a bit worse about this, but I chose it. I insisted on having time around Christmas to see Dylan, and didn't object to it being both before and after (thus locking me into NH for the duration). I could be spending the holidays at my father's house. But I hung out with my brother Tim yesterday, and while I feel bad about Caleb's situation, stuck with my father and stepmother, there's little I can do. My chances of influencing Caleb with Jay and Sarah around are next to nil; Tim has at least played good child enough that he's trustworthy.
Frankly, I'd prefer to eat cold leftovers, alone in my hotel room, than deal with all of that. It would be too much, on top of the frustration of driving a week to see my son for eight hours. Lonely I can deal with.