A Christmas Miracle

‘Twas the night before Christmas

And I was alone in a strange city

Scrolling through Insta stories

Living vicariously

Such happy, holiday pictures

What magnificent plans

Everyone had stepped out for Christmas

But that wasn’t meant for me

I snuggled further inside my blanket

Stretching my toes a tad

The night before Christmas

Would be the only miracle I had

I’ll wake up tomorrow morning with an unfilled stocking

No gift tucked under my pillow

And no screams of heady delight

But

I’ll be alright

Because the miracle of Christmas

Isn’t in the gifts, the tree or the plans

It’s the strength to wake up

On Christmas morning

Ready to face the world anew.

This Christmas let’s remember the ones without family, the ones away from home, the ones who can’t afford gifts, or even a makeshift home. To each and every one of you, I wish the very best. We’ll all get through it together, bit by bit. And always know that the doors to my home and heart are always open – if there’s anything you’re struggling with, please don’t hesitate to drop me a word at varnikajain92@gmail.com. I promise to listen, to love and to bring back a smile.

I hope you all have a very, merry Christmas!

Love,

Varnika