December has different meanings for different people. Excitement, happiness, celebration, life expectations, new beginnings, and end of a life (lives) as we knew it.
What does the month of December represent to me?
Going back to the year 1958, December was great cause for celebration, life expectations, and a new beginning. I married my first husband, Danny – my best friend, the father of my children. My soul mate. Yes, it is real. There really is such a thing.
December means the birth of my son. I was totally prepared for his arrival, and was joyous at his birth.
December means the month in which my now deceased granddaughter was born.
December means celebration of Hanukkah. A time to be close to family and light the Menorah and remember the discovery of one day’s oil in the biblical temple which, miraculously, lasted eight days, to keep the temple’s light burning until more oil was found.
December means the loss of my soul mate. It was expected, after many months’ illness, but when it happened, I had to cope with the great emptiness that his death left after 34 years of deep love.
December means the discovery of a new love, and a decision to devote myself to another. It was a very good decision. Bob was a special guy and very devoted to me, and I was happy with him. We had a loving relationship and there was respect for one another.
December means the loss of my Bob after more than a year’s illness. We were married for 18 1/2 years, and they were very good years. They went very fast.
December is a time for remembering: Taking stock of the past and looking forward to another year of whatever life brings. It brings surprises – the unexpected; that’s for sure.
What does December mean to you?