There’s a special kind of loneliness that hits during December:
The drive home after a gathering.
The quiet house when the laughter fades.
The untouched side of the bed.
The empty chair at the table.
The moment you realize no one texted to say “did you get home safe?”
People don’t talk about that loneliness.
They talk about “holiday cheer,” parties, family, and festivities — but not the ache that sneaks in with the cold.
You can be surrounded by people
and still feel alone.
You can be grateful
and still feel emptiness.
You can be healing
and still have nights that break you open.
“The world sees the holiday smile. Only you feel the weight behind it.”
-According to LaShonda