At this point, if you don’t have a Christmas tree at home or one of two, you’re either the last one to resist bringing the holidays a month early or too early or you’re a Christmas lover, which may be the case. It seems hard to resist not already putting decorations and lights in the house. Here’s what someone who has been working hard since mid-November to get the house into full Christmas mode had to say. I am one of those who live these dates with enthusiasmEven though there were no young children in the house anymore; Although meeting with your loved ones is a reminder that some are no longer here, that those who have left are beginning to multiply, and that absence is painful.
But I refuse to lose hope, to give up and give up, to think that life is a loss. Life is about many changes, sometimes chosen and sometimes forced. Life, often, most of the time, surprises us with open-handed slaps. Life is suffering a lot, so let’s try to bring light and music to it at least on these dates. I’m not any naive Who would think that because it’s Christmas, we’d all be kinder?We will smile more, we will get along better, and at family dinners, no one will make fun of us. No, I’ve demystified that part: only when you’re children are you happy with all of them together.
As you grow older, you suffer from the nostalgia of getting older, of ever-shrinking tables, of the usual rush to get up after dinner to escape that environment. You know it, but you forget about it until next year. Until December comes and the world insists on telling you that Christmas is the time to reunite. And this is the case. For me it would be like this. I’ll have a full house again; They will come back, they are no longer there. We’ll go back to long breakfasts, saying goodnight with a kiss… at least for a few days.
It will just be them and us again. So yes. It has been a few days since the tree at home was lit and the nativity scene was set up waiting for them. and I start counting the days until they arrive and we leave. So we can once again be many at the tableWith cousins, with brothers, with nephews. Because Christmas is, above all else, about celebrating what we have, whether a little or a lot. To be there is already a victory. Being healthy is more than just a victory.
So, from here, A hug to those who aren’t having the best time, who messed up this Christmas, With one or more missteps in health. To those who had to change their plans because hospital and chemotherapy sessions were interrupted without warning. rejoice. And if, Christmas celebrates that existence – and survival – is indeed the greatest giftEven on difficult days.