After about two weeks where I haven’t really posted much, today’s post is slightly more substantial. I hope it finds you well. Over the past few weeks, there have been moments that I’ve felt the impact of residual mess. Every so often, there is something that will nudge me back to the place I was in mentally until about two years ago. I’m loath to actually write about what’s happened, if and when it is resolved, I will explain.
So, in the midst of what felt like madness, spending time with friends has been a wonderful way to heal and find a little peace. (Or the ultimate distraction technique, take your pick.)
Although people might not always say the right thing, or know what to say in some circumstances, finding company (and in particular understanding company) seems to me to be a very important part of this healing process. Finding something to do where you can spend time with others and reflect on those memories that bring you peace and joy.
If that isn’t possible, then there’s always the possibility of some creative form of expression, from origami to drawing or painting, or even simply writing a letter.
That’s something I plan to do tomorrow, take a little time and a fresh page in my journal, and write a letter (I always intend it to be a short letter, but it is rarely less than two pages.) It has become a kind of tradition, either on Christmas Eve or New Year’s Eve to write ‘to’ Chris, and it brings me a lot of peace. Although in some ways I have moved on and away from the initial pain of the loss, I still prefer to hang on to these traditions so that I can keep Chris’ memory close.
After all, as I have thought for the past few months, there are many things in my life now that would not have even happened if not for her presence in my life. Our friendship was the foundation for my unbridled creativity, and of course this blog would never have happened if I had not had the opportunity to come to know Chris, and love her as dearly as I do.
For me, yet another creative outlet is through writing songs and recording them. Luckily I’ve managed to convince one of my most vital pieces of equipment to work, so I may share one of my new compositions in the future.
What are your Christmas traditions to remember those who are no longer physically present? Please feel free to share in the comments.
Wishing you peace and strength on your journeys,