Holidays are definitely difficult times when a loved one is missing due to death. This will be my fourth Christmas without my husband. As I put up my tree, I think of the many trees we have had in the past and I smile. Some of those trees have such wonderful stories.
We have a 16” vaulted ceiling and decided to put up a very tall tree, a fourteen foot one. We had to buy a new tree stand that could accommodate such a large tree. My ornament collection and lights sustained a six-foot tree, so additional items had to be bought. It was a lovely tree. One year we strung popcorn of which my 15-month-old twins proceeded to eat, right off the tree!
Remembering a loved time can be sorrowful, that is true, but it can also be comforting to remember the Christmas’ gone by. To remember my husband, each year a put up a new duck ornament with “In Memory Of Tom” written on it and the year. I also write him an annual Christmas letter telling him about the past year and how much I still miss him. When I visit his grave, I ceremoniously burn the letter so the message can make its way to him. This may seem silly to some, but it helps me cope with his loss, especially at Christmas.
I hug my children and family members, with a warm embrace, allowing their love for me to help ease the pain.
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