The recent typhoon has made it doubly difficult for me to write. When so many people have lost so much, I'm finding it difficult to write about life - my life, when there are just so much more important things to write about. I wish I could be out there at ground zero helping out, but I can't. Instead, I try to help out in my own small way. Yet, it never feels like it's enough.
Quite honestly, I'm finding it even difficult to think about Christmas. Yes - me, my mother's anointed "Christmas elf." Growing up, I was the one who eagerly put up the Christmas tree every year. To date, our tree is not up and there are no Christmas decorations in our home. Same time last year, I already had names ticked off my Christmas list. But now, I haven't even had the time to update nor print out my Christmas list.
No - I'm not turning into Scrooge, but, given all these tragedies, my heart is heavy.
However, I was uplifted by something an old high school friend posted on FB. She's literally out in the trenches helping survivors get through all this. She said (I'm para-phrasing here), "Please continue posting pictures of happy moments in your life - it's what keeps us going here."
So, I think it's about time I dust off my Christmas tree and light it up for the world to see. Maybe, just maybe, it'll bring a smile to someone else's face and help them carry on.
My little Christmas tree before the tragedy happened
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