I have a friend who is a psychiatrist. He told me that the holidays are his most active time, when many people suffer extremes of emotion, calling out for help.
From my social media feed, I can see that this is the case. A number of people are asking for support, and some providing it.
I remember when I was in college. At the time, I did not want to have anything to do with my family, so I spent a Christmas holiday in my fraternity house.
Everyone left the house, and near-silence settled in. I quickly realized my mistake. I was all alone, with nothing to do, in the brutal Chicago December.
I sat around, helpless, for a number of hours, listening to the wind blowing outside.
There was a knock on my door.
It was my fraternity brother, John. He had made a large pot of spaghetti, and had more than he needed. He generously offered it to me.
It was my sustenance for most of the weekend.
My thanks to John, and people like him.
If you are hungry, in whatever way, may there be sustenance for you on this holiday.