Last week at the office, I had a few conversations about holiday season. One of them went something like this:
[Co-Worker]: "What are you doing over the holidays?"
[Self]: "Taking a few days off. Maybe doing some minor home improvement stuff."
[Co-Worker]: "Visiting with family?"
[Self]: "Yes. Brothers, sister, and parent. Planning on visiting a special Holiday event at a local museum."
[Co-Worker]: "I thought you had a girlfriend."
[Self]: "I thought so, too."
[Co-Worker]: "That's sad."
It does feel kind of sad. The Ex-girlfriend, turned former-Ex over the summer, went back to Ex- status in early fall.
Though I feel a pang of remorse every time I hear a certain song on the radio, I don't feel a deep sadness.
Things could have ended better. And I still stumble, emotionally and mentally, over many things that I had been planning on sharing with her.
But the season isn't a season of sadness for me.