I’m a little better today. Thank you so much for all the prayers, well wishes and love.
I just couldn’t let December break forth on hurting hearts without extending some understanding and encouragement.
So I’m sharing this post from last year.
To be honest, not much has changed but I AM better at pacing myself and recognizing that what may be molehills to others (probably were to me Before) are mountains NOW.
So I will content myself with showing up-even if I can only offer reruns.
❤ Melanie
When I was a little girl I never thought about how the holidays impacted the adults around me. I figured it was all about ME. Or at most, me plus my brother and Santa Claus.
I was blissfully unaware of budgets and baggage.
Now I know better.
The holidays require us to wrap more than presents. They force us to wrap all the pain and expectation and hope and heartache in a giant package and serve it up hot and ripe for dissension and disappointment.
Read the rest here: Christmas 2022: Nine Years. Sigh…
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