Back in the saddle

I guess I should blog.

I'm being S.L.O.W. about getting back into real life after the holidays. I think I don't want to admit that they're over - that time is marching on...

Today after school Ethan dropped to the floor and started crying.

"I don't want Tejan to leave next month," he sobbed. "I've gotten so used to having him here."

Aye. There's the rub.

I've spent the whole Christmas season wishing time could go backward instead of forward.

He's leaving us. Soon.

To report, our holidays with Tejan were idyllic. It was such a joy to share the holidays with him and have him meet my extended family. There were no behavior issues at all - and we logged many happy memories together - from showing him "A Christmas Story" and "What's Up Doc?"- to eating pumpkin pie and popcorn on Christmas Eve and watching him open his stocking... it was just perfect.

But now it's over.

And the countdown has begun.

I told Ethan, when he was crying, "Let's save our tears. We can't spend every day until T. leaves being sad that he's leaving. Let's enjoy the time we have left and then when he leaves we can cry and cry if we need to."

Problem is, I'm not following my own advice.

I don't know how to do this.

How to let go...

God help us please...