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Sometimes, just having and keeping these items is enough because they remain in your heart. My wife and I had the most wonderful tree ornaments. We would buy an expensive ornament for each other every Christmas and we'd decorate the tree together while I played church Christmas music through the stereo system. When she died, I couldn't put up the tree but I still have the ornaments and I can still see them and the tree in my mind as if it's still there. When you think about it, without our memories, what are we?LainIsLain said:A 'little' alone for Christmas again...
Since my mother's death, this has become a troubling time of year. While for the most part, I've made my piece with it. Although, when my thoughts start to wander, the hurt comes back fresh. My sister on the other hand... Unfortunately, this time of year has become an excuse to isolate from everyone and it makes me very sad.
In the past, the roles were reversed. She was having fun with her family, and I was the one alone. Unfortunately, her past set her up for a fall. Her family is all but gone these days. She's alone and finds all the excuses to be alone. Especially during the Christmas time. When the roles were reversed, I made an effort to attend her Thanksgiving and Christmas parties. It's a little selfish, but I feel like I built up some "equity" there. Sometimes forcing yourself to attend family gatherings can be a positive, even when it's troublesome for you. It's not against the law to not enjoy your siblings' family gatherings.
Since our mother died, she's turned inwards. I can relate to that because I turned inward when the roles were revered. This just seems to be the whole she wants to live in these days and it hurts me.
As for me being alone on Christmas. Well not totally alone. My roommate is practically a family member since we've been together so long. I try to think back to the most loving times with my mother still alive during Christmas time. That was her time to shine of course. Big tree, stockings, presents, warm light and nice music. Those times have become faded memories. I ended up with all her Christmas decorations and of course, the embroidered stockings with all our names on them.
It's troubling because I wouldn't dare bring them out, and my sister wouldn't dare look at them. We both have different reasons why. We both inherited my mother's deep-seated anxiety and it still rules us today. Because of that, I usually have blinders on during the holidays. Past a certain point in my life, it's become just another day. For my sister, it's become something deeply shameful and I'm left feeling useless against it.
My good friend and roommate is the only reason we have a tree in fact. Perhaps my little side is truly too vulnerable to see any joy during Christmas like when I was a child. My friend's spirits are high though, and we did wrap presents for each other. LEGOs for all! LOL