Christmas Can Be Hard

My favorite Christmas songs all have a note of bittersweetness about them. Judy Garland almost tearfully sang her rendition of Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas. Bing Crosby is dreaming of a white Christmas like the ones he used to know “where the treetops glisten and children listen to hear sleigh bells in the snow.” He goes on to sing “may your days be merry and bright and may all your Christmases be white.”

Global warming has changed our winters here in southern Ohio from a climate where we would have snow on the ground all winter to one where snow is a rarity even in the depths of winter. A white Christmas is a rare treat. 

And are your holidays merry and bright? 

For some, the holidays are merry and bright. For others, Christmas is a reminder of what they don’t have anymore. The loss of family members is a hard one to move past during Christmas. Financial difficulties and all around life instability make it hard to celebrate. No matter how much you try to count your blessings, it’s possible that you are living in circumstances that are just tough on any given day without facing the expectation you be happy because society says so. 

Here’s to those who have empty seats at the table this year. It’s ok to be sad as you remember the good times and struggle to think of the holidays ahead and how you can make them merry and bright again. You don’t have to. 

Here’s to those who face illness and just don’t have the energy to meet the expectation that you still keep up with traditions of old when you’re barely keeping yourself alive. You don’t have to. 

Here’s to those who have lost income and simply can’t afford to keep up with the Jones’ this year. You don’t have to. 

Here’s to those who have lost family because they don’t approve of your politics, your lifestyle or simply put, your true self. You may be tempted to try to adapt and compromise your standards for the sake of keeping peace. You don’t have to. 

And here’s to those who are suffering in silence for  unspoken reasons or for something you can’t begin to understand or explain even when people ask. You don’t have to. 

There is something we can all do. Regardless of your circumstances or difficulties or maybe everything is ok and you have no good reason to struggle this holiday season, remember this: give yourself a little grace. 

It is a season of giving and we do tend to feel better when we are kind to others. Sometimes, though, we need to be kind to ourselves too. Take a nap, drink lots of water, go for a walk, breathe fresh air, take a long shower, eat a cookie, have a good cry, say no to the people who are stressing you out. Choose one or five of these things and do for yourself. Just be kind to yourself. One deep breath and one step in front of the other will work wonders toward healing your own wellbeing. 

I tell you to make the journey fun. That’s the title of this blog and it’s a sort of life mission. Even on a normal day, I like to look for ways big and small to brighten my day. It’s a good way to live, really, and I’m glad I can do that. But it’s not possible every day. In fact, some days are just hard. In a world where people on the internet are so determined to make their lives look perfect, I’ll be the first to tell you mine isn’t perfect and that trying to keep up  with the perfection or the merry and bright myth can be a recipe for disaster. 

You don’t have to be happy. You don’t have to be merry and bright, no matter what the songs say. But you do have to keep going because you deserve to be here.

One step, one breath. One step, one breath. One step, one breath.

You’ve got this.

Happy Christmas!

It’s Christmas Day and that means a lot of things to different people. Hopefully you still view the holiday as a magical time when miracles are possible and when Santa lives within us all. I trust that all my readers were good this year and that Santa left more than a lump of coal in your stockings. If not, better luck next time!

If this is a happy day for you, I wish you the Merriest of Merry Christmases. 

If this is a not-so-happy day for you, I wish you inner peace. Go for a hike, hit the Chinese Buffet (yes, they’re probably open) and reminisce about better days. Build new traditions. Take care of yourself in the ways that matter to you. 

Most of all, remember that you aren’t as alone as it may feel and that it’s ok to not be ok.

Happy, sad or indifferent, please accept my warmest holiday greetings. Scout and I wish you the very best.

There’s a meme circulating that basically says that any sentiment other than Merry Christmas is meaningless this time of year. Personally, I’m just glad for someone to say something nice to me and am more than happy to meet you where you are. So, please read below and find the greeting you like best and feel free to comment with something that’s not here if you wish. I’m always excited to learn.

Merry Christmas. Happy Hanukkah. Happy Kwanzaa. Yuletide Greetings. Happy Holidays. Joyeux Noel. Feliz Navidad. Seasons Greetings. Blessed Christmas. Warm Wishes. Be Merry.

However you say it, I hope you find peace in what you do with this day.

Christmas Isn’t Merry And Bright For Everyone

We think of Christmas as a happy time. It certainly is for most of us, at least in memory. For most people it’s about tradition and sharing gifts and meals with family and friends. For others, though, it’s a bittersweet time of memories of days gone by. It may be a time of longing for people mourning those who have died and it can be downright lonely for someone who doesn’t have people to break bread with during the holidays.

I know many who are struggling for a number of reasons this year and some are near their breaking point.

They’re struggling with the blatant commercialism of the season and with tight budgets caused by inflation They’re struggling with the ever growing sense that enough is never enough because Instagram and Facebook show us all the things we need to do better. They’re struggling because they’re unemployed or because their child is being treated for an unspeakable disease. 

They’re struggling with loss. Whether your loved one left this world this year or twenty years ago, there are some losses you simply don’t move past. Not completely anyway. Grief is something I have written about here before. It’s not a fun topic or anything people really want to discuss but it’s an ever present force in the lives of many that we need to normalize acknowledging. 

After all, if we are lucky to live long enough, the people around us will die. And what is grief? It’s what you feel when someone you care about dies or goes away. You don’t mourn the people you don’t like. Grief is harsh. It makes you wish you could fall apart but you feel obligated to be strong. It makes you feel like you’re supposed to go on and live for the one you lost but you feel guilty for moving on without them. You feel guilty for being happy even when you know deep down that it’s ok.

I know several people who have lost spouses, parents, children, pets and other loved ones just this year. Some will try to smile through the pain while some will just want to hide from it all. Whatever gets them through the season ought to be ok with you too.

Life is hard on a good day and even more so when you feel forced to participate in everyone else’s joy. So respect the people in your lives. If they want to come for Christmas dinner, give ‘em a hug and send them home with a plate of leftovers. If they don’t want to, there’s always next year. Maybe save them a piece of pie anyway.

Unfortunately, life doesn’t come with an instruction book so we all just have to muddle through and hope for the best.

If you are struggling right now, for whatever reason, I wish there was something more useful to say than I’m sorry. That’s all I’ve got. That and a reminder that it will hopefully not always be so hard. It is true what they say. One foot in front of the other, one day at a time, one holiday at a time. Keep going and know that Christmas is just a day. Whether it’s money, or insecurities or loss of people keeping you down, the fate of the holiday doesn’t rest on your shoulders if you choose to limit your participation this year.

I hope you find some light and goodness as we shift into winter and a season of quiet rest before the world’s rejuvenation this spring.

Musings on Christmas Memories In A Time Of Sorrow

Santa at Dogwood Pass in 2017.

On Saturday, I spent much of the day baking cookies at my parents’ house. Afterward, we watched Christmas movies while a kitty cat purred in my lap.

Their house is always warm and it was cold outside when I left. The shock of cold and the starry sky reminded me of a Christmas Eve long ago when we spent an evening with my grandparents. I was small and all the adults kept talking about how a certain little girl needed to go home to bed so Santa Claus could come.

The colorfully lit tree was decorated with an assortment of ornaments accumulated over time and I sat under that tree to open a gift from my grandparents. I don’t recall the gift but I do remember the little candy dish filled with old fashioned hard candy that you buy at the store. I remember the laughter among adults and the warmth of that old house.

The memories made me smile as I hummed Bing Crosby’s White Christmas on the way to the porch.

This year is much different. Most of the people who provided the laughter and warmth of that home are gone now. Many who are left are too young to remember those people and that place.

This year has been haunted by hardship and loss for so many. This will be our first Christmas without my aunt Maryann. Another family member recently received a terrible diagnosis. My great aunt Marcella died over the weekend. She was the last of her generation in my grandma’s family. A college friend lost three immediate family members just days apart during this season of cheer. We have lost longtime family friends including one who just passed on Sunday. My mother is coping with injuries from her fall at Walmart over the weekend but is probably lucky to be alive.

Things aren’t going well and it’s a far cry from the picture perfect Bing Crosby moments of my childhood. It gets harder to be joyful at Christmas as you age because you’re more aware of all the troubles of the world around you.

However, as I write this I keep glancing at something written on a post-it note that I stuck to my desk months ago. Little did I know it would come in handy today. It simply says “Gratitude turns what you have into enough.”

It isn’t always easy but I’m choosing to be grateful for the memories and grateful for the time we had with all those who have left empty seats at our table. I’m grateful for the people and all the good in my life today. And when you look at it that way, it still hurts but maybe it hurts a little less.