"The holidays come every year, Gloria,” remarked my dear friend as we discussed our plans for this upcoming season. Yes, of course, we all realize that (and may even secretly wish they’d skip a year!). Well, this year, for me, those words sparked a renewed sense of hopefulness, with a twinge of both sadness and liberation. Contemplating preparing for this year’s holiday season, I was beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed. As we talked more, I realized that I was allowing the old notions of creating bright memories and making it a special event for everyone to be attached to my own personal “to do list.” (How did that happen? Who passed out that assignment, anyway?) As I searched to regain some perspective, my friend’s words replayed again and again in my head, and I knew there was something more for me to hear.
Throughout the weeks, as I listened to others sharing their coping styles and tips for managing the holidays and the related stress it sometimes brings, I realized advice for tackling this season is everywhere. Whether I’m looking for the nuances of decorating, baking, menu planning, traveling, shopping, card sending, entertaining, gift buying or wrapping, and creating special family traditions, or finding solutions for coping with matters surrounding relationships, including family members both near and far, colleagues, clients, customers, and friends, I can easily find loads of helpful information.
As I continued skimming the mountain of articles, magazines, and blogs, appreciating the many practical ideas I was finding, a delightful piece of mail arrived at my inbox. I quickly sensed it enclosed a precious hint. It was an invitation to a Christmas memorial celebration entitled, “Keeping the Light of Love Bright.” I was asked to participate in hanging a special ornament on a Christmas tree in honor of my father who died this past February. How wonderfully appropriate, I thought. I was struck by the deeper sentiment brewing inside of me; this is the first year I’ll celebrate the Christmas season without the nearness of my father’s physical presence. Nearly each and every year, throughout my entire life, I have spent the season with both of my parents. Many years this meant traveling long distances, children and pets in tow, and a vehicle loaded down with gifts and goodies! This year will look very different, indeed.
Now, I realize, this is not a new phenomenon; millions upon millions have experienced this natural cycle of life’s events and have celebrated holidays grieving the loss of their loved ones. But it’s my first time. I’ve walked, as we all have, where I didn’t expect to travel, and where I knew I would need to journey someday down the road. Part of my “someday” is here, and ready or not, I’m encountering a fresh personal season. My role in the family circle has changed now. As my children, now grown, experience the celebration of this season differently, too, I’m impacted.
This year, the expectations will be unique, as are all “first time” experiences. As I host my out-of-town family members and accept all that it brings into my life, I’ll cherish the many seasons’ past. I’ll do all that I can to “keep the light of love bright” this year, too. Yes, the holidays do come every year, and I’m grateful. Thanks, my dear friend, for that simple reminder.
***I wrote this article a few years ago, but never posted nor published it anywhere. It seemed appropriate this year to share it. I've learned a great deal since 2006, and experienced the passing of my mother, as well. Our family circle has not been diminished, however, we've been blessed with three new additions.***
I share this because I realize the holidays carry a host of memories for each of us -- some joyful, some painful. It is a personal path for each of us, yet we are not alone. Today, I wish you a genuine, deeply-felt sense of peace in the midst of whatever this holiday season brings into your life this year.
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