I can’t explain fully why these are a little hard for me now that my family looks different from what it did when I was married. My generation grew up with Sundays being the one day that was truly family day. Everything was closed, for many years we went to church in the morning and had TV dinner (meaning on our laps, NOT in a box) in front of Disney.
Now Sunday afternoons I feel like I am short a person, that the outstanding things that did not get done didn’t because of MANpower shortage. Or the fun things got pushed aside because there was just too much for one to do. Things slow down, maybe from exhaustion and a need for them to, and that is when I feel what I am missing.Not the man but the power. Maybe a man too, but not that man.
Just yesterday I was telling my children that I am busier than I have ever been in my life right now but also happier. So even with the productivity and happiness I feel I am missing something and I cannot decide whether it is a nostalgic notion or really something. Sundays mainly, when there is time to think , I am overcome by this.
I try to plan something family on Sunday nights now. Dinner with another family or our extended family. This helps.
Nancy – you are not alone about your feelings about Sunday afternoons.
Anyone who has suffered a loss – widowed, divorced, spouse in hospital – feels the same way I think. At least I do.
It IS a time when our week has slowed down and we have time to think (about when times were better). All week I am trying to keep myself busy so that i don’t have this time to think. Then Sunday rolls around and boom! it hits you.
I also try to plan something like a family dinner, or friends’ dinner so that I am occupied.
Thanks for voicing your feelings that are also our feelings.
Susan
thank you Sue. Again so sorry for your loss-n