Estranged

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We were browsing the greeting card aisle at Target the other day, looking for something to send my parents for Thanksgiving. The more I skimmed the contents of each card, the more discouraged I became. Because it hurts to know millions of people all over the country will be sending cards that say things like, “Holidays are a time to appreciate loved ones…” or even better, “I’m so thankful to be spending this day with you…”

But I didn’t pick a card like that.

I was relegated to a small selection of cards that read more along the lines of “Hope your holiday is __________.” Fill in the blank with words like blessed, enjoyable, and joyful. These are the neutral cards meant for acquaintances, distant relatives, or coworkers. All of the formality but none of the tenderness.

I just want to talk about this. I want to speak into the hearts of the people who struggle during the holidays as much as I do. Whether you’re estranged, cut off, or alienated the endless routine of the holiday season can sometimes be too much to bear. We see commercials and billboards filled with images of traditional families, perfect and smiling. They laugh as they cut the turkey. They laugh as they toast to another great year. They laugh as they reminisce about that time that Uncle Joey did that hilarious thing back in ’95.

Don’t get me wrong. I know the holidays are stressful for everyone. I admire those special people who revel in organizing dinners, giving gifts, and hosting family members for the weekends. It’s tough work, and certainly not something I could do without having a complete meltdown. But for some of us, holiday stress is more than just worrying about the details and it’s more than a dysfunctional family.

For some, it’s having no family at all. Or having a family that doesn’t want you at their dinner table on Thanksgiving. It’s being “that person” who gets invited over to a friend’s house because they don’t want you to spend the holidays alone. But even when the Lord makes us struggle, he blesses us in equal but different ways. The difficulty is seeing those blessings, and letting ourselves enjoy them. So this year, like every year, I will give thanks.

Thanksgivings for the souls in my life who support and accept me.

Thanksgivings for the jagged rocks of disapproval and judgement, as stepping stones to who I will become.

Thanksgivings for my beautiful body, with arms that lift the camera to my eyes, eyes that see through the lens, and fingers that trip the shutter.

Thanksgivings for warm blankets and hot tea that keep my soul from freezing over.

Thanksgivings for the meal we eat today and the hands that prepare it. Because I love me some turkey and taters, seconds and thirds!

There will always be those of us who struggle through November and December. This year, I’m trying to remember that time with family is a gift, not a right. And though I may not be gifted in family right now, I am gifted in other parts of life. I hope you are able to give thanks too, even if you’re army crawling your way through the holidays this year. Don’t worry. We all are.

About Sonya

Sonya is a self-professed tea lover, whimsy enthusiast, indie acoustic jammer, and curator of awesome. She was raised in the Pacific Northwest but now calls Montana home, where she currently publishes a photo blog called Run Toward the Light. www.runtowardthelight.com

114 comments

  1. The title strange which remember me of this article http://ilostmyego.wordpress.com/2013/12/09/life-bizarre/ loved your article

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  3. Thankful that family extends far beyond blood. May the blessings of love and light overflow in your life!

  4. It’s good to know that I and some others are not the only ones out there. We hear each others voice’s and give help when we can. Good post.

    • Thank you for stopping by. Your comment has me reflecting on the idea that you never know the burdens of a stranger. You never know what they’re going through, so we should strive to be generous in our demeanor and empathetic in attitude.

  5. Reblogged this on Qubethink and commented:
    A reblog about the other side of the holidays.

  6. That’s probably the best thankful list I’ve seen. Congrats on Fresh Press.

  7. I have had years off and on where I am wanted, then not wanted, then wanted again. It gets so very tiring. So I can definitely see where you are coming from, and you describe the feeling of this so perfectly I couldn’t have said it better myself.
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    Thank you for the great post, it was a wonderful read…I am sorry you are forced to deal with something so similar to what I have gone through. It definitely doesn’t make you feel all that great, I know that much!

    • I appreciate the empathy. Unfortunately, I can relate to the on-again off-again relationship with family. It so counter intuitive to what we truly need in family, which is a stable, lasting love. It’s a shame that it’s so hard to find in this world.

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  9. What a truly meaningful post, it’s hard to know what to say to anyone who has difficulty as Christmas. I’m lucky that I see my family, but because my husband and I both have separated parents and grandparents it makes for a stressful, logistically exhausting nightmare most years. I send my thoughts for you and to anyone who isn’t having the greatest of times this Christmas, I only wish I could host a huge Christmas dinner and celebration for you all x

  10. dshah96

    “Family is a gift, not a right.” I think I’ll be quoting you for a long time. Since I was old enough to write, I have always made handmade cards for my family on special occasions. At first, it was because I couldn’t buy anything without spoiling the surprise. Then I understood that handmade cards, no matter how hideous they may be, came from the heart and were not something money could replace. Even when I have a job and am earning, I fully intend to continue the tradition.

  11. Reblogged this on xristinamaria and commented:
    “He blesses us in equal but different ways.” yes & amen :-)

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