The music, the cooking, the decorating, the planning, the giving and the gathering together with loved ones. This time of the year makes us all want to give and do for others, more than we do any other time. I guess that is where the magical part comes in.
A great time to reflect.
I am feeling at peace these days and incredibly grateful for what I have around me. My health may not be the best as I get ready to try a new weekly injection to combat my growing and much inflamed knuckles and hands, but I am alive and more fortunate than many who are battling R.A. or any other chronic medical condition.
I am also enjoying the time I am spending with my adult-behaving kids while they are home from college. Seeing them as they have matured only confirms what I have suspected all along. That they are caring and giving individuals who will not only succeed in their chosen careers, but who will scatter kindness around them, as Mr. B and I have taught them to do since they were little. That is the best Christmas present ever.
Yet, with all these blessings around me, my heart is aching. Aching for friends and relatives who are going through difficult times at this very moment. Wether it is my dear friend who is facing some medical issues as well as a family crisis, another friend who lost her mother two days ago, an elderly family friend who sits in a nursing home feeling alone and abandoned or family members having to spend the holidays in a hotel room because their home is no longer safe.
How is it that we are capable of feeling real physical and emotional pain for others? Even for strangers who are suffering. It can hurt almost as bad as if it were happening to us. We have this amazing ability to empathize and feel for others, be it happiness or sadness and that right there, is magical as well.
What has nothing to do with magic, however, is our ability to cope with the situations and obstacles we face on a daily basis. This takes work, practice, patience, love, hope, faith and inner peace.
This ability to cope does not come easy and is a work in progress, but I thank my incredible mother for teaching me how to be strong and accept what comes my way, as well as teaching me to move on with grace, faith and confidence.
I also thank my brother Rafael, for showing me what – kind, loving, giving, disciplined, unpretentious and grateful truly look like, as he is the example I strive to live by. The real deal.
I wish you all a peaceful, magical and happy holiday season.
Maria aka brickhousechick