This is not the blog I intended to write today. But in emailing a friend, I realized this was a moment when I could be vulnerable. My anxiety is rooted in control (of which I have none!). It robs me of a lot of joy. I never trust, never fully settle in, never breathe fully.
For some, coming home for Christmas is not easy or possible. For some, the joy of the season is lost in regret, loss, loneliness, isolation. This is a hard season for a lot of people. People are hurting, feel alone, away from loved ones, in mourning. This is not a time of gifts, togetherness, and unending happiness for all. For some it is a very broken Hallmark moment.