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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

When you hate Christmas for a year...

   It would only be fair to warn you that I still love Christmas. I actually adore it. Minus the great debacle of "pregnant-and-just-lost-my-parents-Christmas of 2015", the holiday has been a shining beacon of joy in my calendar.
  But last year knocked the wind out of my squished, pregnant lungs and I will never forget what it feels like to freaking hate Christmas.

I hated that everyone was so happy (so I thought) while I was dying of grief.
I hated that the holidays so highlighted the relational fixtures I DIDN'T have in my life.
I hated that I actually had to buy my children and siblings Christmas gifts for the first time EVER to compensate for the presents Mom and Dad would have given.
I hated the Christmas parties.
I hated cold weather.
I even hated freaking Santa.

  Last Christmas, I was so overcome by the reality of loss in my life that I took a nap... On Christmas day... and it wasn't short. I wanted it to be over.

The birth of my third child, Beatrix, a few short weeks later served as a healing salve for my holiday-hating soul. She was born on my dad's birthday. The first birthday he was gone.. and Beatrix arrived....

 Redemption.
Hope.
My therapy baby, as I affectionately call her.

  The months following sweet B's birth became less enveloped in pain and more full of gratitude. Her entrance into my world jolted me awake from a fog of grief with the great realization that I have a choice... No one can create my happiness other than myself....I began to keep a journal on my kitchen counter and would jot down things that brought me joy during the day.... Somedays I recorded pages... other days, the journal sat empty... but I determined to keep fighting because I didn't want my kids to grow up with memories of a mom who was always sad.

  The more I recorded in my journal, the more I realized life's gifts are coming at us faster than we can take them in... and if you doubt me, just grow conscious of that last breath you drew... pure gift. Are your eyes reading my words? Gift. Has your tongue tasted food today or your ears heard the sounds of Christmas music? Gifts abundant....

 There has been a shift in my mindset since the holidays last year. I am devastated by my parents' absence. I miss them everyday. But in many ways, their death has forced me to live with greater intentionality than I otherwise would have. I make decisions differently. I love my kids and husband more. I am more sensitive to hardships in others' lives.

I have already determined life is beautiful because I see it as such. I see the gifts. And the more I see, the more I become aware of. Not without the absence of pain, but alongside it. Pain and beauty, grief and hope, loss and love link hands to comprise the human experience. Sometimes it's sheer joy and other moments, it hurts... but I am wide awake to life.

And some years, it's ok to hate Christmas a little.



15 comments:

  1. Emily, you are so precious. I love your heart, and your openness. Merry Christmas, sweetie.

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  2. This is so beautiful, Emily. Ryan's brother, Brandon is my husband. I'd love to meet you all sometime. We know much Emily and Ryan adored your parents. Hope you have a great Christmas!

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    1. Thanks Kelsey! Would love to meet you all too sometime! Merry Christmas!

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  3. I hated it too last year. I actually "took the holidays off!" I didn't attend any events or even my family gatherings. I was in a deeply wounded & dark place in my heart & just couldn't bare to fake smile my way through any of it. But God is faithful, & in this past year has been an inner-healing/marriage reconciliation/receiving Father's love more than ever before year!! Thanksgiving proved to be not only ok, but enjoyable. My smile wasn't fake either�� Thank you for sharing your struggles & your heart-it helps to know we're all in this together!!!

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    1. Hope the holidays surprise you this year! Thanks for sharing!

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  4. Emily, this is beautiful. I am sure you have opened people and families heart's with this message. Everyone goes through grief in their live, but you message gives HOPE. I know a lot of people and families feel the same way at some point. ( including mine) You have shown that it ok, but God does give us so many gifts daily to be grateful for. Thank you!

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    1. Thanks Christine! Hope you enjoy your holiday season ❤️

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  5. Thank you for sharing your heart with all of us...

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  6. Emily, Thank you so much for sharing your beautiful thoughts and words. Whenever I start to feel down or depressed I try to always start naming all the wonderful blessings God has given me in my life and my attitude starts to change for the better. Your parents, especially Terry, were a huge influence on my daughter when she was a young teenager growing up in San Bernardino, before they were even married. My daughter is now 45 years and a wonderful women in Christ. Shonna has a picture of you, her and Terry when you were just a tiny baby when they came back to visit one time. I am forever grateful to Ty and Terry for showing my daughter how to walk with Jesus. So blessed to have known them both <3

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    1. Love hearing these kind of stories! Thank you for sharing! Merry Christmas ❤️

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  7. You're seriously the coolest woman��
    Love your fire!

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