but even more caught is the person who loves
because they’re held by Love’s power.
If anyone is bold enough and strong enough to risk everything in an adventure— welcome the sweet and the bitter—
they should send Love an invoice.
Then they’ll touch Love with total tenderness.
—Hadewijch
As much as I love Christmas there's often a slight tinge of melancholy at remembering the sweetness of past Christmas celebrations with those we loved and who have died. The depth of the love we've felt for someone usually directly correlates to the depth of grief we feel without them. No matter how far away we are from the bereavement Christmas can be a time when you feel the ache of grief a little more strongly.
I love remembering the traditions I shared with my grandparents and great aunts, and my husband and I take time to remember his mum and how they celebrated Christmas. We also see how we've built new traditions with our family, such as the Advent tree I prepare for the kids or having all the family come to us on Boxing day. We carry the sweetness and the bitterness in our hearts, remembering those we love whilst making memories for our own children to look back on.
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