They say, “Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year.”
The holiday season is a time for family, joy, and connection…
People bustling to decorate their homes, their offices, and their dorms.
The thrill of finding the perfect presents for loved ones, even if it’s just a small gesture to show you care.
People travel across the world, seeking Christmas miracles in faraway places, and some look forward to “New Year, New Me.”
“Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year”. But is it?
What about those who can’t be with their loved ones this season?
What about the abandoned children or the ones who lost a parent?
Or those who live far from family, wishing they could be close but knowing they’re miles away?
Or the ones who are just so close, yet feel so far because the emotional distance is unbearable?
And what if your family only sees you as a failure? That feeling is too much to bear, isn't it?
Christmas isn’t wonderful for everyone. Not always.
There are those of us who have to start from scratch, this holiday season.
Start fresh, right back where it all began. It’s not easy. It’s painful. It feels like the world is pressing down on you.
But it’s doable. We can rise again.
And on New Year's Eve, when the clock ticks toward midnight, with tears in my eyes, I’ll thank God for getting me through all of this.
It all had to happen. I think I can finally see the purpose behind it all.
I’ve always told myself, “I don’t want to be like that.”
But if it weren’t for this test, I never would’ve started working on myself.
I never would’ve made the changes I needed to make.
We all have flaws.
But how many of us are committed to growing, to changing, to becoming what we always wanted to be?
I know I want to change. I’m doing it—for me, and my children, so they can one day be proud of their mommy.
No career, no amount of money, is worth anything if, at the end of the day, you aren’t proud of who you are.
And nothing is worth it if instead of loving them properly, you hurt them unintentionally.
But how do you learn to love someone properly if not through your mistakes? We all make them. I’ve made mine.
And I’m thankful for each one because they’re the ones that are pushing me to grow.
Maybe that’s my way of seeing the bright side.
Some of us hate Christmas. We don’t get to enjoy it.
Some of us are afraid of it because it’s when we fought our worst battles.
Call me the Grinch if you want. Because I too hate Christmas. And I hate it even more after you.
Maybe I would have hated it anyway ...
Perhaps I would have loathed it because it would’ve been our last holiday together. But who knows?
Disclaimer:
The stories are seasoned with a lot of drama, and the characters are fictional because the drama starts when logic ends. ☺
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