I was reminded of this thought today. It used to be one of my happy
thoughts, i.e. the thoughts I used to help myself realise I should be
happy. After a comment of Facebook it was brought home to me that some
people spend their Christmases not with loved ones eating themselves
sick and opening presents.
It's not just people in psychiatric wards. It's people in prisons and
other detention facilities. It's the homeless. It's those who are alone.
It's worth thinking about them. Not just to shift my mood out of this
quagmire. It's to realise that Christmas doesn't somehow feel right when
everyone, everywhere can't share in the indulgence. I know it's good to
have one happy day where perhaps people don't have to think about others
who are less fortunate. It's just that I'm a miserable git I think. It
makes me see things so differently.
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