What's all this business about French Christmas?

  • My name—Noël—has been mispronounced, mislabeled, and mistaken since my parents bestowed it upon me one snowy March afternoon. It wasn't until a friend nicknamed me "French Christmas" that it came into focus. How much would our lives change if we could just see things differently?

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July 06, 2011



My heart is breaking for you right now. I hate to think of you in this kind of pain.

Wishing you fewer obstacles every day, love. Fewer obstacles and whatever strength it takes to kick another one out of the way.


@Kim--Thanks!! Like you said, they will get better with time. I hope these posts aren't the same thing over and over ... I want to write about other stuff but this is what's on my mind right now. This is what I need to "write out." :)

And in the end if I had the choice to do it all over again, I absolutely would. :)


Noel, I will repeat to you what has been said to me in the times I was least likely to believe it: It gets better. The pain is all-permeating and it is hard to imagine what it is like not to hurt. Memories are impossible to stuff back into suitcases and out of sight. I have thought about grief and loss more intimately than I would have liked in life and all I have learned is that I always come out stronger and more "whole" when I let myself go through the motions... when I let myself feel the pain when there is pain, when I walk through the sadness instead of side-stepping it. Remember you are not walking alone. The rest of us are holding your hand across the world. Much love to you.

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