Inspiration from Donald and John 3:16.

I had an encounter today that may have been this year’s inspiration and meaning for Christmas.  Today at my church, they had the special needs adult class light the advent candle.  It was not the best stage delivery of anything, but the prayer of a mentally challenged, 40-something man I will call Donald (not his real name) gave new meaning to what Christmas is.

Donald started out his prayer saying the “Lord’s Prayer” (Our Father who art in Heaven Hallowed it be thine name) but then he digressed to praying for a number of people and things that seemed to go on and on until one of the teachers tapped him on the arm to finish and say “men.”   His prayer was all over the place.  Nevertheless I left feeling that Donald said a great prayer. 

In the end behind the Christmas tree, mistletoe, holly, Santa Claus and Rudolph is the religious origin of Christmas: the birth of Jesus Christ, who is seen as the savior of the world.   A large question then means: What does it mean to you? 

Donald’s prayer reminded me of the original message of the Christmas story:  Jesus came to earth because God loved the world that whoever believes should have ever lasting life.   Donald was included in the “whoever” and Donald really seems to believe.

Donald with his prayer sent the message that belief is not tied to how high your IQ is, how much money you have, or how beautiful you are.  Belief is tied to what is inside of you and what you believe in is important.   In the midst of all of the alternative, secular traditions, there is still an inherent question of what do you believe in?  

Of course, it can get complicated and emotional from here because many people due to trauma and the hypocrisy of others have problems with miracles, “God the Father,” organized religion and even with the existence of God.   Nothing can be proved to you to make you believe or not believe.  The power to believe is the hands of one person . . . you.   

Today, Donald was like a shining star over Bethlehem showing what Christmas was about.  I hope they have Donald pray again in church soon. 

A Second Year Without Dad: Moving On and The Emotions of Traditions.

The scene that got me thinking was in the first week of November.  The usual radio station in Louisville started playing all Christmas music, and I was listening to it.  After I dropped my son off at his high school I drove down one of the picturesque streets in the Louisville Highlands that looked like the Chicago suburb backgrounds of the Home Alone film and other John Hughes movies.  The combined sights and sounds hit me that it was a second holiday season without dad. 

As you live your life without someone no longer there, part of the grief process is you eventually develop acceptance: you find ways of filling the metaphorical hole in your life.   If you are not filling the hole, you are going in other directions so you don’t just keep living in the pain.  

Examples of Not Moving On and Not Accepting

It was a moment of reflection about how I was doing on this one.    In my business, of course I learned from my patients about what it means to fail to accept someone’s death and continue to live in the pain (I’ve changed some details to protect their confidentiality).

The first was a patient I worked with eight years ago who talked about making her whole house a shrine to her deceased son.  The son had a debilitating condition and she was his caretaker for his entire life.   She had pictures of him everywhere.  She came to group reporting she was always crying. She eventually disclosed she had created a shrine that she had been staring at for years.

 A second example of living in the pain was a depressed woman who lost her infant. She admitted that she had continued to sleep with her infant’s ashes. 

 A third example is a guy who put his son to bed and woke up two months later in a hospital.  It turned out that there was a house fire and his son died and he did not know it until he woke up out of a coma.  He continued to use drugs and had several admissions to the hospital.   When talking to him, he stated his continued feel of guilt about surviving.  Even though it was a rental house and the fire was caused by electrical wiring, and there was no logical or rational fault of his in the situation but  he continued to live in the grief years afterwards.

As for me, whenever I still pass by battery-operated sound effect toys in places like World Market, I still think about how Dad would have liked it.  It is only a few seconds to remember that Dad has gone.  Sometimes I am tempted to buy one of the laser sounding toys and play with it for a few minutes in memory of Dad, but it doesn’t otherwise thrill me.   I suppose that I have been moving on pretty well.

Moving On at Christmas and the Challenge of Traditions

As I think about moving on at Christmas and the holidays, I have concluded that it is harder because of the family traditions.  Traditions are habits with a little more significance.  They are symbolic experiences of our relationships and connection.  They tie our shared past to our shared present.  When a loved one (especially who made the tradition happen) has gone, it can start to represent the emptiness or the void in our relationships. 

Changing what traditions mean is very hard because we don’t go at them rationally, but emotionally.  Emotional thinking is automatic, and thus we don’t really think slowly and factually about the holidays.  But, we are very quick as human beings to go immediately to the sad and mad feelings and we sink in the depression of the situation.

So, assuming that you are reading this because you are looking for something and want something, I am not sure what I have anything more to offer you than the following: if you and your family are observing a tradition that otherwise has a painful side to it, try to live in the moment and focus on what it means to your current relationships.

You and I have the power to determine what holiday traditions mean now.  Kept traditions represent our family histories and memories of the loved one or ones with whom we have shared the experience.

However, traditions also bond us now to the people we love and call family now.   If no one else wants to share a particular tradition, it may be an opportunity for acceptance and moving on in the creation of a new holiday tradition.    

As for me, my little nuclear family has developed a few traditions around my 15-year-old’s apathy and resistance to getting away from his computer. We’ll do church and get Domino’s Pizza on Christmas Eve.  We’ll watch one or two movie versions of A Christmas Carol. We will invite others over for a pizza party on New Year’s Eve for the fourth straight year, and we’ll get Chinese food on New Year’s Day.  Those practices are not exactly Christmas-y, but they are traditions at this time of year that bond us.     

Bargaining that maybe I am thankful on the 4th Thursday of November (Or the 2nd Monday in October).

                I had one of the most interesting conversations in church that had me thinking now that the holidays are coming around again.  We talked about trying to be thankful when you have just not been feeling the holiday due to grief and loss.  

Thanksgiving is supposed to be a holiday where people (primarily families) join together for a meal.  Maybe there is a thankful prayer said or maybe there is not (based on the degree of secularism practiced).  Maybe there is a time where people act as family and relax together and be themselves as blood-relatives.   Or course there could be the noisy rehashing of the unresolved family drama that has gone on for decades.  Maybe you are reminded why you only see your family the few times a year that you do.  Regardless of the joy or dysfunction, it is a holiday that has some kind of tradition . . . some of them are just more enjoyable or miserable than others.

         Based on this blog, it is no mystery that the holidays are jaded by Grief and Loss.  Death, divorce and estrangement transform the meaning and fulfillment of traditions into a trauma memory.  What was once gratifying and warm has become negative and cold.   

            But the holiday does come around again whether it is the second Monday in October in Canada or the fourth Thursday in the United States to remind us that it is a day to be thankful.  The calendar reminds us that the world still turns regardless of the enduring grief that has colored the holidays into bad times.

            Bargaining is typically the third stage in Kubler-Ross’s five-stage model of grief. It is a period where people try to regain control of the situation after a loss.  Maybe there is a chance to reclaim what was lost.  Maybe the relationship can be restored and maybe the dead could be brought back to life because there is some delusional hope that you are just stuck in a long, bad dream.  However, in Kubler-Ross’s framework people usually enter the depression stage when they realize there is no more bargaining and the loss is real and irrevocable.  However, maybe it seems is possible to bargain that there is some reason to move on and find meaning and purpose in a holiday even if the old meaning is gone.

             Part of the bargaining is accepting that the feeling doesn’t have to be spectacular or awe-inspiring.  Thankfulness seems to recognize that there is something that is somehow and in some way good.  

            A stretch of a metaphor or a pun that may be applicable in the case of thanksgiving, is the highly anxious person trying to take a deep breath.   Anxiety and stress makes muscles tense and the first deep breath hurts because the muscles in the torso are often tight to the point of being sore or pulled.  Doing more deep breathing will eventually loosen the muscles and the pain along the sides will go away.   However, to get the process started usually takes the encouragement of a therapist or counselor because an anxious person is of a fixed mindset.

            Consider this your encouragement as negativity is like the aforementioned anxiety and the occupied mind with the negativity of grief and loss seems to have no room for being thankful or joyful.   It takes a bit of bargaining to start practicing thankful thoughts.   Maybe with a little practice, it can become a renewed habit that leads to discovery of new meaning and new fulfillment that makes the fourth Thursday in November or the second Monday in October more pleasant.

           I hope that these thoughts helped you.  Feel free to go through the blog and look at all of the previous posts if you are searching for thoughts on a certain topic or situation.