11/08/2025
Chapter 40: Holidays and Divorce
“It’s different now. It’s no longer about right or wrong. As a small family unit, we can develop new traditions and create fresh memories.” - anonymous
Thursday, November 7, 2013
I love hiking with Joe, but I want more, especially with the upcoming holidays. It’s early November, and the season brings warm family memories of my parents and ex-family, including Joseph, his mom, and her relatives.
These days, the holiday dinner table looks very different because of death and divorce. My California family is small, yet mighty: Aunt Oriole and Uncle are always there, and Joseph is my blood.
“Will I see you at Christmas?” I ask.
Joseph comes to a complete stop, his face bright red. “Have you ever not seen me on Christmas?”
“Not once. You’ve always been with me on Christmas Day or Christmas Eve. I know this must be tough for you, trying to keep your mother and me happy over the holidays. It’s a lot of pressure,” I say.
“I can’t do it anymore,” Joe says, head bowed. “I always try to please everyone. It can get lonely for me too.”
We both sit on the edge of the Camaro’s trunk, taking off our boots.
“Yeah, I felt the same pressure as a kid, and my family didn’t divorce. I put too much on you. I’m sorry I put you in that position.”
“Only child drama, Pops. Whatever we do, I will see you at Christmas. It’ll all work out, I promise.”
Joseph’s words trigger a deep inhale and slow exhale.
