Christmas Eve.
Snowflakes falling gently from the sky and carols cheerfully serenading from each speaker. Traditions proceed, yet this year, they feel more like obligations- lacking their usual excitement and at times desperately painful as evidenced by the strained look on our faces as we go through the motions.
For this year there are too many noticeable voids among the shiny silver bells. Vacant seats and vacant eyes, replaced with only memories and wistful tears.
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What’s the positive and peace about today? The peace in today, after the fact, lies in the truth. The truth is that each person made an individual choice to show up, and sometimes showing up is the hardest part. The positive is that a group of people, – family - , found a way to come together during difficult times, and in the midst of such, were able to find comforting smiles, share special moments together and enjoy authentic smiles.
For that’s what they all would want. And that’s what these traditions have always been about.
~K
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