I am dreading the holiday season.
Something that is supposed to be so joyous and warm, yet it sucks the life right out of me.
Today you will find me sitting at my desk on November 10th, wishing I could fast forward to January 2nd.
I am a Pisces, a Winter baby. I have always loved the holiday season.
The smell of a fresh Christmas tree. Cookies in the oven. Fuzzy socks.
Those are my warm memories.
But this year is different. This is the first year that my family won’t be waking up on Christmas morning in the same house. I was lucky enough to wake up on Christmas morning in the same house, with my family, 23 times.
This year is different.This year, Sophia won’t jump on my bed in the morning, yelling, “Merry FREAKING Christmas!” in my eardrums.
This year, my mom won’t put little mouse toys in a stocking for Sunny.
This year, I will cook breakfast on Christmas morning, rather than enjoying the casserole that my mom made.
This year, we will be two separate entities, celebrating Christmas across town.
I don’t love admitting that I am sad. It actually makes me rather uncomfortable. But I am sad. I’m sad that I have to create new traditions.
On a more positive note, I want to help myself by helping you to cope with the holidays. How do you deal with the stress of the holiday season? What are your experiences? What advice do you have to offer someone who is starting over?
