They’re Singing Deck the Halls, but It’s Not Like Hanukkah at All
A Year Ago, I Had No Idea What Was Coming
Looking at this picture of Jorie celebrating her first Christmas last year, I had no clue it would also be the last Christmas we’d celebrate at home. Back then, I couldn’t imagine stepping away from the traditions I grew up with. But in the past year, God has made His presence in my life undeniable, leading me down a path I never expected. This journey has been both beautiful and challenging—not just for me, but for my family, who are still adjusting to a holiday season without Christmas in our home. It’s a transition I’m still navigating, one step at a time.
A Season of Change and Unexpected Faith
Everywhere I look, it’s Christmas—twinkling lights, festive music, and endless commercials for holiday cheer. But this year, as I begin my journey into celebrating the Jewish holidays, I can’t help but feel a little… lost. The absence of a tree, stockings, or garland in my home feels stark. It’s as though something is missing, and I’m not quite sure how to fill that space yet.
Navigating the Hard Moments of the Holidays
The one event I was holding onto, my book club’s annual cookie exchange, was something I looked forward to hosting—bringing people together, enjoying homemade treats, and feeling that sense of community. But with Jorie having RSV and the rest of us feeling under the weather, it’s no longer happening at my house. On top of that, I haven’t even started shopping for gifts. The thought of walking into a crowded store or browsing online while exhausted feels daunting.
From Cookie Chaos to Quiet Reflection
Last year, my home was filled with the warmth of friends, laughter, and the sweet smell of dozens of cookies for our book club’s annual cookie exchange. This year looks a little different. With life taking unexpected turns, I’m finding myself in a quieter (except for the sick children) holiday season.
Finding Light in New Traditions
But even in the chaos, there’s a glimmer of light—literally. This year, I get to celebrate the first night of Hanukkah with my boys. We’ll light the menorah together, say the blessings, and share in a moment that’s uniquely ours. It feels like the beginning of something special, something I can build on in the years to come. And while I’m stepping away from Christmas traditions, I still get to celebrate with my family—cherishing the love and togetherness of the season in all its forms.
Embracing the Light and Inviting Connection
This season may feel messy and unfamiliar, but I’m learning that traditions don’t need to be perfect to be meaningful. I’d love to know—what do you do around your house to make Hanukkah special? How do you weave joy and light into this time of year? I’m all ears for tips, ideas, and inspiration as I find my footing on this new path.