Emotions and Memories at Christmas Time

I want to share with you something a friend of mine wrote and posted on Facebook. It’s something that really resonated with me. Holidays are a lonely and somewhat sad time for me and for my dad. I don’t expect things to be the same as they used to be but it’s sad that things are not what I had envisioned for us. Anyway, be thoughtful and kind to people during the holidays. 
 
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This time of year can be a whirlwind of emotions. For some, it’s a season of joy—family gathered together, no empty chairs, laughter filling the air, and the ability to give generously. For others, it’s a season marked by change, loss, or longing.
 
Maybe you’ve lost someone you love, and their absence feels heavier during these days. Perhaps a relationship you cherished has ended, or your children are grown and celebrating miles away. Life has a way of throwing us twists and turns, and Christmas often becomes a time when we feel the weight of what *used to be.*
 
It’s funny how we mark our lives with these memories—those magical Christmas mornings with little feet running to the tree or the quiet nights when everything just felt *right*. And while life changes, those memories remain. They remind us of love, of joy, of the beauty in what we’ve had and, hopefully, what is still to come.
 
If this Christmas looks different for you, know this: you are not alone. Whether your heart is full or a little heavy, take a moment to breathe, to reflect, and to hold onto the hope that brighter days are ahead.
 
Sending love to each of you this holiday season. May we all find a moment of peace, no matter where life has taken us. 
 
“Christmas isn’t just a season; it’s a mirror that reflects both the joy we hold and the love we miss, reminding us to cherish the moment we’re in while carrying hope for what’s to come.”
 
 
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Merry Christmas, friends! 

aunt-debbie

Don’t Ask Me…

“How are you?” she asked out of politeness, not really wanting to hear how I am. It’s easy to tell when someone really isn’t interested. It happens more often than I’d like.

Don’t ask me how I am if you don’t want to hear that I’m having a bad day. I would listen to you.

Don’t ask me how I am if you don’t want to hear that my mobility issues are getting worse. I would listen to you.

Don’t ask me how I am if you don’t have time to hear the answer. I would make time for you.

Don’t ask me how I am if you don’t want to hear the truth, because the truth is all that I have. I would hope you would tell me the truth about how you’re doing.

Don’t ask me how I am if all you’re going to do is suggest remedies or special exercises because trust me, I have tried them all. I’m sure you would have tried them all too, if you were in the same boat as me.

From now on when someone asks me how I am, the answer will be, “I’m fine.” Because they don’t want to know how I really am. I’m tired of being pushed to move, or to do this or that. I just happen to know my situation better than anyone else so I don’t need “friendly advice” about how I should live my life, well-meaning or not.