It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
Except it isn’t.
Not this year. There are traditions we’ve come to count on year after year, and if we can’t honor those traditions, well then, it’s just not Christmas.
Except it is.
We have to let go of so many things that make the holiday the holiday, that it almost feels easier, more manageable, and less painful to pretend that it’s just not Christmas.
Except it is.
It might not look anything like the ones we remember, but a reminder of what Christmas has always been— Love showing up in the darkest of places and the most unlikely of circumstances.
It might not look anything like what we want, but it might be just the one we need.
If we try and make it what it’s always been, we’ll miss what it could be.
This is Christmas.
Let’s not miss it.
