You long for days gone by. The moments you shared with people who are no longer in this world…or perhaps, have just made a grand exit from your life.
I’ve realized. I’ve been so married to grief that the idea of a holiday including happiness without my grandmother was impossible.
It’s not impossible. She is with me every single day. Every moment of strength, every weakness, every smile..:she’s always with me.
My love for the great Aurora taught me a lesson last night. There is still magic to be found in this world. Death doesn’t divide our love or diminish the strength of a bond. Lady Aurora danced for me, and showed me, there is still some Christmas magic lingering within me.
It’s the return of hope and reminder that love and light exist. The winter solstice marks Yule celebrations as the long dark days will now become longer and light will prevail again.
There is always light. Always.