Blending two worlds – it’s hard to do.
I’ve had my traditions with bunni’s dad over the past two years.
Planting flowers at the grave.
Weekends tucked inside with movie marathons.
Pool days – Game nights.
Now, though, I’m not his basically-widowed-daughter-in-law
…
I’m a young woman with a live-in boyfriend.
A boyfriend who was never part of these traditions.
I don’t want to lose my past
my memories
my loved ones I shared with her.
But I don’t want to make my new loved ones uncomfortable.
Blending
…
blending
…
how do I blend these things
…
?
I’ve had my traditions with bunni’s dad over the past two years.
Planting flowers at the grave.
Weekends tucked inside with movie marathons.
Pool days – Game nights.
Now, though, I’m not his basically-widowed-daughter-in-law
…
I’m a young woman with a live-in boyfriend.
A boyfriend who was never part of these traditions.
I don’t want to lose my past
my memories
my loved ones I shared with her.
But I don’t want to make my new loved ones uncomfortable.
Blending
…
blending
…
how do I blend these things
…
?
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