Merry Christmas: A Day for Quiet Reflection
If you’re anything like me, the phone’s been quieter too
Christmas feels different this year. For some, it’s a day of noisy celebration—family gatherings, laughter, and endless plates of jollof and turkey. For others, it’s quieter. A day to reflect on the year’s highs and lows, the connections we’ve built, and the distance that sometimes grows without us noticing.
If you’re anything like me, the phone’s been quieter too. Maybe it’s the year’s busyness catching up with everyone, or maybe people are finding their own ways to process this season. Either way, Christmas has a way of forcing us to pause—to sit with the silence and ask: What truly matters?
The Space Between Connections
This year, I’ve learned that distance in relationships isn’t always a bad thing. Sometimes, it’s the natural rhythm of life pulling people in different directions—work, family, responsibilities. But even in the silence, the connections that matter have a way of enduring.
We don’t always need the phone calls or the constant messages. Sometimes, it’s about quietly holding space for each other, knowing that when the time comes, the bridge between you will still be there.
Choosing Rest Over Noise
Christmas often comes with the pressure to reach out, check in, and perform holiday cheer. But maybe this year, we can let go of that expectation. Instead of forcing ourselves to do what feels right for others, let’s focus on what feels right for ourselves.
If you need rest, take it. If you feel like calling someone, do it. But if the idea of reaching out feels heavy, know that it’s okay to let the silence sit.
A Quiet Kind of Joy
This Christmas, I’m choosing to honor the quiet moments. The space between phone calls. The love that doesn’t need to be spoken but is felt all the same.
To everyone reading this, Merry Christmas. Whether your day is filled with noise or stillness, I hope it brings you peace, clarity, and a reminder that connection doesn’t always need words. Sometimes, it’s enough to simply know you’re thought of.