You and I have learned to deal with life’s little inconveniences. We could whine about it and say it isn’t “fair” and all that or we can “make do” and make the holiday just as special. I think there was only one time in 21 years that I felt sort of bad about it and you know what I told myself? I simply “compared” myself to some other families. Okay, husband had to work but he wasn’t off fighting a war. We would have a great holiday unlike many other families waiting for a draped coffin at Dover. Once I put that image in my mind, I was ashamed for feeling bad. I don’t think I ever griped again!