Today is just one day, and it’s fine to be dreading it.
For many people the only Christmas miracle they’re praying for is to survive today in tact. I should know. I’ve been there myself.
So I just wanted to write a little note to acknowledge those of you who are finding today unbearably sad or excruciatingly difficult or just utterly, utterly shit.
And I suppose what I wanted to say is that it’s okay. YOU are okay. And you’re not alone. Not by a long shot.
You are not alone.
If rather than floating around your house in white linen serving three-bean salad to your loved ones while Michael Buble croons from the stereo, you are instead watching the clock and wishing for whatever reason that today would just hurry up and be over so you could go to bed and pull the sheet over your head and listen to Adele and eat Milo out of the tin – well, I get it. I do.
For millions of people Christmas is a day to be endured rather than enjoyed.
Sometimes it’s because someone you love desperately is missing. Maybe their passing was recent. Maybe it was over thirty years ago. It’s irrelevant. That’s what I know. Pain can become less raw over time but that ache for the late person’s presence never leaves you and it’s heightened on days like today. It’s a painful day to endure when a loved one is missing and you are forced to be jovial or act ‘normal’ when a chair is empty in your house. Maybe you are grieving a parent or grandparent you adored. A sibling. A soul mate. A best friend. A much cherished pet. A child. A baby that should have been here but never quite made it. Christmas is forever bittersweet.
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Thank you i needed this.
I lost my grandfather a few days before Christmas and had his funeral on Christmas eve. While hit has now been 11 years, I really do think Christmas has lost a lot of fun and cheer, although we always make sure the kids in the family have a wonderful time.