Today was the big day. After a month of prepping, Christmas finally happened. It went well. Santa was overly generous to my daughter. So were her grandparents. She had a great day overall. One of the strange things since my divorce (or at least one thing I didn’t expect) is that I feel a lot of pressure to make holidays special for my daughter. The pressure is stronger than when I was married. So, I felt a great deal of relief when it was all said and done. Now I’m exhausted. It’s a good exhausted, though. She’s already looking forward to next year.