I truly understand the grief of those who lose someone close to Christmas, but on a broader basis, every life ends with a death and if after a death every potentially happy occasion is to be clouded in the sadness of death, what miserable lives we would live.
In my 80s, most of my childhood family has gone, but at Christmas i can look around and see those around now that were not around then - my children, and grandchildren. the family that my DDiL has brought into our lives.
The reason that almost every culture and religion has a mid-winter festival devoted to light is to remind us that death and darkness surround us at times, but it always holds the promise of spring and the returning of the light.
So i do hope that all those who let the love of dear ones cloud their lives, years and decades on caan see that it is part of the immutability of time and that 'If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Crying over sad songs on the radio
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