Life seems so much harder during the Holidays, of course we all have our problems, but our own always seem to be worse. My husband's illness has progressed, he now has congestive heart failure, pulmonary hypertention, blind in one eye and cataract in the other, diabetes and now central sleep apnea (his heart and brain stop functioning while he is asleep) so now he is afraid to go to sleep and sleeping very little. They put him on new anti-depressant, the highs are good the lows sucks. Now he has decided that after twenty years together that my daughter and her family don't treat him right (of course they could be a lot more sensitive and caring, but they are selfish and in a world of there own) anyway just in time for the holidays he has decided he does not want to be around them ever again. Great huh. I am feeling sorry for myself because I just want everyone to be happy. We have no money for Christmas to even buy presents, but at least we could all be together. I am determined to make the best of it and I will go to my daughters anyway. I know he is hurting but I hurt too, it is so hard to take. Am I being selfish?