Recently someone said that I wrote exactly the way I spoke. I took this to mean my writing voice was authentic but after reflection I have to wonder if they meant I’m just equally dopey in both voice and word. Ha – I guess I can’t hid the truth! Someone who is wonderful with words especially in the raw honest way she writes, is my friend Vicky. Tonight I am sharing a link to an article about her Christmas experience this year following the death of her dad in the spring. It is a very truthful piece about surviving the holidays during a period of sadness.
My own extended family with be missing loved ones this year – my Uncle Jack passed away earlier this year and our great-niece, Natalia, just 6 months, passed in July. One lived a long life and the other was here a short time. Both will be terribly missed this holiday season. As Vicky notes, grief is the last big taboo that no-one wants to talk. Especially this time of year, But let us all try to be the “wonderful, kind and compassionate creatures” who have walked her through her dark days to those we know are hurting. Maybe it isn’t a physical loss but an emotional one. Maybe it is distance. Maybe a break up.
Thanks to Pandora, I heard a Christmas song I’d never listened to before, “Maybe This Christmas” written by Ron Sexsmith. I’m familiar with him and his appearances with Jesse Cook, a Canadian guitarist but didn’t realize he wrote a few Christmas songs too. It’s hopeful but there’s something raw about it as well. It seemed to fit.
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