This is the time of year when our thoughts are drawn to family. We start to cook special foods. We polish silver, clean the special dishes that get used only once a year. We look through picture albums and reminisce about childhood long past. Plans for pilgrimages to "Grandma's house" begin to take shape. Store adds begin to be of special interest. We make huge plans for all day shopping trips. Our car trunks become secret treasure chests. We begin to stir up those mysterious feelings that convince us that miracles can happen.
But for some ,it is the beginning of long days and even longer nights. We reminisce too, but the warm and fuzzy feelings only add to our sense of longing for something that will not be. We go through our holidays smiling like the rest of you. But we do not have any reason to believe or even imagine a miracle. There are no children to play with. There are no family meals to plan. Black Friday is not a shopping day but a description of our day. The holidays are only a reminder of what was, what is NOT to be ever again. We look for ways to survive only to know we will have to do it again next year.
Please take the time to be aware of each other. Be mindful of why we celebrate our families this time of year. It is the best hardest time of the year.