As the holiday season arrives, it often catches me off guard, despite its predictable timing. Suddenly, the airwaves are filled with countless renditions of “Santa Baby,” and I find myself wondering how my neighbor can keep their lights so bright. The frenzy of holiday cooking engulfs everyone around me, but I must admit, I’m not particularly excited about elaborate meals. Green beans and fried onions are not my favorites, especially when they come into contact with each other. Setting tables is not my forte, and the thought of cleaning up afterward feels overwhelming. Brewing coffee late at night after indulging in desserts seems excessive.
Before you criticize me for not fully embracing one of America’s cherished holidays, let me pose a question: Can one truly celebrate in the traditional sense, as depicted in Hallmark movies, without a supportive community?
Many individuals, including those serving in the military or living abroad, experience separation from their families, which is undoubtedly challenging. But I also think of those like the elderly woman down the street who rarely leaves her home and relies on caregivers, or those who have outlived their loved ones or been forgotten by them. I’m referring to individuals who struggle with mental health issues that prevent them from engaging socially, as well as people like myself, who, due to various circumstances, will face another holiday season without the typical family gathering.
For us, Thanksgiving can feel like just another Thursday, rather than the festive occasion that many prepare for weeks in advance. Holidays have been difficult for me for many years. My parents divorced when I was 16, and our family was already small. A decade ago, my father passed away just before Christmas, which certainly cast a shadow over the holiday spirit. Recently, my partner and I have been facing challenges, and for the past three years, November has felt particularly tough. This year was no different. However, when my mother expressed her dismay by questioning the purpose of celebrating, I took a moment to reflect.
Instead of focusing on my blessings, I contemplated what I wished I could be grateful for. I allowed myself to mourn the dreams I once had of a large family filled with love, laughter echoing through the halls, and friends gathering around a table to share stories late into the evening. This idealized vision is not my reality, but my aim is to transform this grief into gratitude.
My community may be small and imperfect, but it doesn’t mean I lack reasons to be thankful. Most importantly, I have a joyful and healthy little toddler who deserves a richer experience. I aspire to teach him that love exists in small gestures, shared moments, and peaceful days. “Special” does not have to mean grand celebrations but can reside in simple, everyday interactions.
As we navigate a world that often challenges us to find meaning, we will remind each other that while numbers can be comforting, they are not essential. We will reconnect with the true essence of the holiday: to appreciate one another, to be thankful for what we have, and perhaps even for what we lack.
Ultimately, we may find ourselves grateful for not having to endure the awkwardness of political debates, dry turkey, or the long journey through traffic to a relative’s house, especially when faced with that infamous green bean casserole.
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In summary, while the holidays can be a source of difficulty for some, it is possible to cultivate a sense of gratitude and connection, even in the absence of a traditional family structure.
Keyphrase: Embracing the Holiday Spirit
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