I'm hurting inside

I hate holidays because I feel so all alone. I live in a different state than my adult children and I also know that even if I lived in the same state they would not have time for me. It hurts so much to be left behind by the people you love most in the world. I put on a happy face for all to see, but inside I feel like i'm dying. It hurts so bad in the middle of my chest, like my heart is broken and I can't fix it. I have no one I can talk to, I tried once to tell my husb. how I felt and he said " that's your problem" I don't try anymore. I have 4 dogs and they prob. know more about me than anyone else in the world. I feel like I'm crying on the inside all the time.

Talk to? Here a shoulder to cry on, an ear for you. The current holidays are not for mourning. Memorial Day is for mourning our loss service personnel and Easter mourns the loss of a people's champion (Jesus Christ). We mourn the loss of loved ones on the anniversary of the loss occurrence. We also mourn failed relationships. We grieve over our failed relationships and often neglect to get over them--a kind of hurts so good, I've got the blues thing. No. This holiday features the celebration of a birth, the celebration of an immaculate conception. It's a decent thought and excellent reason to practice "peace on earth and goodwill towards man" with mankind. There's nothing wrong with us missing loved one's or wishing they were with us to celebrate a champion. We might visit them if it isn't an imposition or intrusion. It helps to wish them well in their absence from our lives because it relieves us of the guilt of failing to care by showing that we do. Remember the song Auld Lang Syne's query, "should old acquaintance be forgot?" It might have been, should those acquaintance absence hurt our chests? They certainly can be missed, and they can be a part our celebration of a Christian hero's birth along with his masses, but they need not hurt our chests. We might send photos, cards, texts messages, instant messages, flowers and other gifts within our means to let others know that we are celebrating again this year. We can tire of the pain in our chests and get on with the pleasure in our hearts.

Holidays mean nothing to me either way since I do not celebrate most of them anyway, but I do know the pain of feeling exiled (even if the fault is partly my own) rather than being part of the ongoing lives of others. I do not know of any way to make myself feel better about this kind of situation, but I do try to be certain I am as approachable, welcoming and as pleasant as I would like everyone else to be.