So many of us have grief memories to deal with at Christmas. Some find the grief so overwhelming that there can be no celebratory spirit for what is termed the “happiest time of the year.”
Christmas is my favorite holiday, as it is for many. I begin celebrating early in November, and it lasts until late January. The true meaning of Christmas cannot be squelched by the loss of loved ones. I would be thinking of them anyway at Christmas, no matter what time of year they died. But the memory seems a bit deeper, more searing, more important, more gripping when a loved one died at holiday time. Actually, I am glad to have this time of year to celebrate their lives along with all the other hoopla of the holidays. It makes this time of year sweeter, more meaningful and precious.
Mom, Dad, & brother David
I lost my parents twelve years apart at Thanksgiving time. I lost my oldest brother mid-December 1994. Then my daughter graduated to her “Crowning Day” on December 15, 2008. My son’s birthday is two days before Christmas, and my birthday three days after Christmas. Plus I was born on the burial day of my great grandmother, a very special lady to my mother. Her emotions must have been off the charts!
Daughter Karin in 1978
Holiday time, from the approach to Thanksgiving until Epiphany on January 6, is full of special memories, both sad and glad. Actually, I am grateful the demise of four dear souls, so entwined in my heart, fall at this happy time of year. It encourages me to celebrate their lives with joy for their contribution to my life.
If you are suffering loss at this time of year, I pray God will help you to see the positive aspects resulting from your losses. Revel in the impact of their lives on yours and others; then rejoice they are celebrating with God with whole, heavenly bodies.