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Another Day


They're like the friends who mean well but always say the wrong thing,

These made-up holidays

 

Instead of casting the warm glow of a perfect nuclear family,

They shine a glaring spotlight on

 

Who's not here

What's gone wrong

How it could have been better

 

Yet, wounds heal, the right people come into our lives and 

there is still joy

 

I want to put up decorations and gather those I love for a party,

When do we celebrate

 

Chosen Family Day

Caring for Myself Day

Wising Up and Rising Up Day

?

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