The holidays are a tough time for many every year. I know for myself, the holidays are a reminder of the ones I’ve lost. I can’t help but think about my mother, my sister, or my brother, who all brought cheer and joy to the season in different ways.
The way I’ve survived holidays since is through continuing to celebrate family traditions and using this time to reconnect with family. That’s not possible this year given the pandemic. And, on top of it all, my brother recently was admitted to the hospital for non-COVID related emergency heart surgery, making my desire to be home even greater and my general feeling of powerlessness to grow.
I share all this to say that this unique holiday season has reminded me to be grateful for what I do have and to not take a single second for granted. While this holiday is far beyond ideal, this year has instilled in me the true meaning of the season. For all of you out there struggling, know that you are not alone, that this is temporary, and that the future looks far brighter. Hug the ones you have with you close (in-person or virtually) and look ahead to 2021 with optimism. ❤️