multicultural relationships, reflections

Tis the season…to remember

My mother in law passed away last week. While it was unexpected, she had not been in the best health and I was worried we would get such a call at some point. My heart aches for my husband and his family and for my own child(ren) who will never have the joy of meeting their grannie. Rest in pease Mamie Timbo, you were so loved and cherished and your presence will be missed.

The holiday season always makes me reflect on those who are not present as we celebrate. I also grew up not knowing my mother’s parents who passed before I was born. I used to wonder what holidays would have been like with them alive. But I’ve also come to appreciate that sometimes celebrating means just recognizing and honoring those who cannot be with us except in spirit. The winter holiday season is a good time to reflect about what really the holidays mean to us, without all the wrapping paper, bows and ribbons. I love giving gifts and making holiday treats and meals but in becoming a mother, my partner and I have had to be more intentional with thinking about traditions that truly have meaning to us and what we want to share with our pikin (children). We’ve chosen not to celebrate Santa and I’m okay with that since the true spirit of Christmas has never really been about presents or the north pole or elves. The magic of this holiday for me comes in being with others and sharing our love in whatever way we choose.

So here’s to the holiday of remembering and celebrating as we head into another year. Be kind to those you cherish the most and honor those who are no longer with us. Happy holidays to you and yours.