Well, we're almost there. People are frantically racing around picking up last minute items for dinner with their family. As I mentioned before, normally I just try to make it through Christmas as I look forward to the New Year and a new start.
This year both my kids are home for Christmas for the first time in many years so it's a bit more meaningful. On the radio they keep stressing mental health as the holiday season can be very anxious for people who experience added loneliness or anxiety this time of year. You can see the stress everywhere you go.
I was at the grocery store last night and it was full of people from all different ethnicities quietly about their business while one white crackhead was being very loud and irritating.
She wasn't being malicious. She was just very loud as she spoke with her two male associates shopping for food. It was like the first time she was in a grocery store. Yet you could see she was excited about being able to celebrate Christmas with a few friends as she reflected on former Christmas traditions.
It reminded me that for people who are alone or who have lost loved ones this season can be very dark amidst all the lights and music. On the radio a mental health nurse suggested community service and said hang in there, you matter.
That's kind of why I always look to the New Year. Not for a drunken party of idiots but for a new start on new goals. The Carnival du Quebec looks awesome.
I like that Olympic theme song J'Imagine I Believe because of the positive twist the French translation adds to it. J'imagine is not the literal translation of I believe, je crois is.
Yet throughout the song the English girls says I believe while the French girl echoes her and says j'imagine. J'imagine means I can see it, visualize it or imagine it. It's kind of like how hope is a precursor to faith. Hope is referred to as the anchor to the soul.
I remember a single mother from Belfast who struggled with agoraphobia mention how throughout her struggles hope was something no one could take away from her. Even when she had lost faith, she never lost hope. She always had hope that things would improve. Kind of like j'imagine.
Maybe I don't believe it's possible but I hope it is. I can see it. I can visualize it. I can imagine it. As long as I can imagine it I still have hope. Just a thought for those who struggle at this time of year. For everyone else, slow down. Feel the peace.
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