Ghostwriter
I have never heard this song before. I was looking for something different and when I heard it I realized that this is a song that I need to hear. Somewhere along the way, I think I have lost parts of me. Some of them needed to be dropped and perhaps some of them need to be found again.
Christmas was hard and it will be the last one I celebrate. It’s one thing I can put away. I can hold on to memories of those that were good. I can stop participating and create new traditions for me when it comes to that time of year. I am a bit nervous and kind of excited.
My family seems upset. The patriarch of the family, as he calls himself, writes a Christmas letter to all of us. Normally we all get the same one and it’s a story he’s written. I have quite enjoyed them over the years. This year we all got something different. Mine expressed all his many disappointments in me. I tore it up and tossed it away. Today my brother brought his down and said he wanted to read it. I had no interest and he forced me to read it. He knew I would not be pleased, but he, like the patriarch, likes to rub things in my face. Then he asked to read mine. I told him I destroyed it and he got very angry.
It was my letter to do with what I wished.
I can now move forward with “my” life and let go of those painful words. I am not like them.
I hope you can move forward and realize your worth in life.