Hi friends. I hope you’re finding yourself in the midst of a beautiful Christmas season.
I have been utterly struck, maybe even unsettled, at the dichotomy of events in my own life and between those I know this season. However, perhaps this unspoken push and pull of polars is always there.
The mother that worries herself sick to make sure she does everything right for her new baby. The mother that never got to hear her baby cry or hold its warm body next to hers.
Friends that ask you not to buy for their children versus friends that have to ask for extra help this year in order to provide Christmas morning.
Sitting in a room full of great people yet not connecting with them. Or sitting alone, opening the most thoughtful gift from your neighbor and feeling overwhelmed with emotion for being “seen” during one of the hardest times of your life.
The military husband that is home for the holidays while just down the street a mother dances into the role of both parents to try to keep the magic alive.
Organizing child care and coordinating outfits for the never ending Christmas parties, yet another event pointing to another year without a spouse.
Families struggling to purchase a tree this year. Families planning extravagance.
Homes full with family. Empty bedrooms.
Careers beginning. Careers ending.
Anniversaries and divorces.
Births.
Deaths.
Celebrating.
Mourning.
In fact, some families might find themselves doing both this year.
Wherever you are. I see you. I hold space for your journey. I hope you allow yourself to authentically feel your experience without shaming yourself into reframing it only in a positive light. One thing I do know is that experiences, emotions, struggles… it won’t last forever. In fact, even death itself isn’t forever.
Whether you find yourself on the mountaintop or down in a valley this season, that baby born in a manager all those years ago, was born for you. The creator of the Universe sees you, loves you, and has a plan for you.
Shine your light.
Xoxo,
Sara
Four Girls Later 
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