A single friend of mine recently posted a picture of herself at a holiday event. She wrote about how looking at the picture — of her by herself — reminded her of her alone-ness, and that she isn’t where she wanted to be at this point in her life. I admired her boldness in so honestly sharing these vulnerable feelings and resonated with much of what she wrote, though I often hesitate to say it myself.
For singles, what is it about the holidays that makes us think more about our dissatisfaction with where we are? What is it about this time of year that reminds us of how lonely we sometimes feel?
Traditions and expectations
Maybe it’s the emphasis on family and tradition. My childhood Christmas memories are so ingrained in my memories that there are certain Christmas songs I like only if they are performed by a specific artist. Her old album, that is — not that new, re-released version. Maybe some of this longing is fueled by an eagerness to pass on the traditions that…