Christmas is different this year.
I'm in an empty apartment, single and away from my family. What a strange feeling to have this time of year.
My heart aches a little bit. How hard it is to live without a sense of belonging anywhere! The more time I spend with my parents and siblings, the more I long for that in my own life - my own family - to begin.
But not this year. This year, it's just me. And while it's not a feeling I like, it's one I want to remember.
Because if I don't know loneliness, how will I remember the lonely people around me?
And if I don't know hurt, how will I reach the hurt of those I know?
And if I can't feel empty, how will I know what it is to be filled?
So I want to stop feeling these, but I don't want to forget them.
Because one year, it'll be me, plus. And I need to find someone who is alone and show them my heart, the heart that remembers.
