The Plan to Dump 8 Grandkids Destroyed: The 67-Year-Old Grandmother's Christmas Eve Plot Twist
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Chapter 13: The New Tradition
On Christmas morning, I woke up to a message from my daughter.
Mom, we’re sorry. The kids miss you, but we understand. We’re trying to make Christmas without you. It’s harder than we thought. We love you.
I smiled and replied.
I love you too. Enjoy the day. We will make new traditions next year — together.
The new tradition began with me.
I had breakfast on the balcony.
I walked on the beach.
I read my book.
I bought myself a small gift — a pretty scarf I had wanted for years.
I called my old friend from college and laughed for an hour.
The new tradition was simple.
It was kindness to myself.
May you like
It was time that belonged to me.
It was the beginning of something better.
