"Life goes on no matter what", holds more true than I could ever have imagined. My psyche is perplexed with another Holiday Season upon us. Much of life has changed since we last thought of Santa and the Christ Child, yet so much has remained the same. The aches in my heart have not lessened but I find that I am able to manage its crises with more grace these days. I look to God and my love for Jess to help me through the trying days along with the love and words from those by my side. They have all been an integral part of my healing this past year and have also helped me to celebrate the positive that we've been blessed with.
Last week I surprised myself by trimming my little tree without having to....I wanted to... No - it's glory is not of the caliber of Christmas' spent with my girls....but it is grander than it has been of late on my own. Its lights beckon my memories to shine once again as they also prompt the dams of my tears to release. I yearn for what is no longer mine, yet am joyful for the privileges that have been bestowed upon me.
This time of year can be over whelmingly stress-filled, and loss only deepens those wounds. Our brave faces are exposed to the world as we secretly attempt to control our own suffering. It's been said that often times we encourage ourselves by encouraging others....and perhaps that is what I've been longing to do all along...my soul has been bared as my words have been penned -with the utmost desire to help even one other spirit...move forward...and on...
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year? It most certainly has been in the past....and perhaps, someday, it will be once again. And this, my friend, is inscribed for us all.
Blessings to you during the Christmas Season...and always.....
Sunday, December 18, 2011
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