Sometimes I read these daily prompts and I wonder to myself, would anybody really care about my opinion on my favourite holiday…? But every time I answer them, I get likes and comments and followers because apparently yes, people do care about my sassy, nonsensical opinions nobody really asked for. So here we go.
My favourite holiday is Christmas, but it’s not for the reason you might think.
The real reason I like Christ is my birthday is on Boxing Day. Which means I get a double whammy. Great for me, to so great for my fiancé. As a child growing up, I actually hated my birthday, and Christmas to be honest. I didn’t have the kindest childhood and I was alone a lot of the time. That’s not to say the people around me didn’t do the best that they could at the time, I am sure they did. It just wasn’t great.
As an adult, I carry a lot of trauma around Christmas and my birthday. I used to find it a difficult time of year to understand myself and why I felt so alone when everyone around me was so happy. But this really changed when I met my fiancé. We’d been chatting for maybe ten days or so and met once before my thirtieth birthday, I had been in the town I was born in with some of my extended family as I knew I didn’t really have anything waiting for me at home. I drove the four hours home on my birthday morning as I had a cancer patient at home waiting for me. I picked her up, got home again and sat myself down to watch my favourite show Loki – fun fact, I am a Marvel nerd – and I honestly reassessed my life. I am thirty, single, alone on my birthday, I have everything I want and I do have to say for the first time in a long time maybe ever, I didn’t hate Christmas and my birthday.
Then he showed up.
So – we had chatted constantly for the ten days we’d been talking and I mean non stop. This man entered with force and then never left. He knew it was my birthday, we had only met once and he came over with my favourite champagne and chocolate to watch Marvel movies with me.
He knew it was my birthday, he knew I was celebrating alone, he knew I enjoyed talking to him.. It was the day of our first kiss and honestly, he has never left! One might scream over the computer screen and tell me I shouldn’t have trusted a strange man to come over after meeting him once, but guys. I’m a medium. I knew.
I also love Christmas because it’s a time for generous energy exchange. The holidays put this.. giving of love vibe in the air everywhere you go. And I know as a society there is nonsense crap about not saying Merry Christmas because it’s offensive or whatever – fuck off about that – The simple action of wishing someone joy is instant good karma and I honestly love the lead up to Christmas because everyone everywhere is putting effort into instilling joy in the world. Either through decorating or gift giving or dressing your house in flashing lights. So much of what we do in December is intentionally spreading union and happiness with your loved ones and strangers.
As a medium who reads energy – I thrive on it!
So there you go, some unsolicited opinions around holidays.
Lots of love,
Sarah x
Ps. The main photo is my first Christmas holiday season with the love of my life.
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