At least once every holiday season, I have a meltdown. I sit
between the Christmas movies on TV and the twinkling lights on the Christmas
tree and cry. It seems like everywhere I go everybody is celebrating Christmas
with their kids, whether it’s the school holiday pageant, my friends all
heading out to be with their children and grandchildren, or those TV shows
where everybody is gathered together, young and old, from babies to
great-grandparents. Here, it’s just me and the dog. I will be spending
Christmas afternoon with a childless friend at his senior citizen mobile home park potluck.
That will be nice, but it’s not exactly a Hallmark holiday.
Last week I wrote about getting off our pity pots and
joining up with our friends and family with kids to help them and to ease our
own grief. I still think it’s a good idea. But let’s be honest. Sometimes we’re
just hurting too much to do that sort of thing. We just want to hide under the
covers until the holidays are over. Watching other people with their kids is
the last thing we want to do.
“It’s just another day,” says my Scrooge-y father, who does
no Christmas decorations or other festivities. He just writes a few checks for
his kids and calls it Christmas. He never was big on holidays and since Mom
died, forget about it. He has children and grandchildren, but he doesn’t do
warm, fuzzy relationships.
It’s all about attitude. I plan to make the best of my
holidays. I will enjoy the food and friends, the music and colored lights. I
will enjoy giving and receiving presents. I will be working my church music job
Christmas Eve and Christmas morning—my choice—to keep myself busy. I plan to
have fun at that potluck. Will I shed a few tears? Probably.
Dad also likes to say, “It is what it is.”
I don’t want to alienate anyone by getting all religious,
but think about what we are celebrating this time of year, whether you’re
welcoming the birth of Jesus, celebrating Hanukkah, or enjoying the winter
solstice. Whether or not you have children has very little to do with it. Try
to see the blessings that you have, even if you’re looking at them through
tears. To paraphrase the old Crosby, Stills and Nash song, “Love the ones you’re with.”
And turn off the TV if it makes you cry.
How are you doing this week? Please share in the comments.
4 comments:
Christmas isn't my best time. And I have kids and grandkids. I just do what I can and take joy in Jesus' s birthday. Church always brings me back to the real reason for the season. Try to relax and enjoy the little things. God Bless!
December 26th is a joyous day. The sadness I go through during Christmas is dramatically lifted the day after. All we have to do is make it to Boxing Day - the best day of the year! I view Boxing Day as an excellent day to breathe a sigh of relief and celebrate normal life. We can celebrate Christ having been born and get on with our lives. While families are ragged after all the Christmas hoopla, We, the Childless have the space and energy to be our best selves and go forth into the New Year with immense strength and hope.
Yes! I love Dec. 26. Thank you for sharing this.
oh my goodness - Dec. 26 - that should somehow be recognized as the official "Childfree Day." My husband and I have struggled to contain our sadness over the holidays, particularly since his brother and our sister-in-law gave birth to 3 children one right after another, while we still struggle. Over the past four years, the holidays have been especially difficult as their family grew and we were expected to unconditionally rejoice... ugh! However, Dec. 26 always came, and we breathed a sigh of relief and celebrated "our Christmas" our way... the two of us, together. We always look forward to it as a way to decompress. I so relate.
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