It's supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year.
The decorations are going up, holiday music is playing, and before long, social media will be filled with photos of beautifully decorated homes, elaborate dinners, and big families gathered around the table.
I love the holidays. I love the traditions, the decorations, the food, and the excuse to make ordinary days feel a little more special.
But I also know that the holidays can bring up feelings we don't necessarily expect or want to acknowledge.
Sadness. Loneliness. Disappointment. Regret. Sometimes all at once.
I've been feeling a little of that myself lately, and I have a feeling I'm not alone.
Sometimes We Miss the Family We Wish We Had
One of the things I've come to recognize is that sometimes we don't necessarily miss the family we have. We miss the family we wish we had.
The one where everyone gets along, people genuinely enjoy being together, and conversations don't require carefully choosing your words or navigating old tensions. The one where you can simply relax and be yourself.
Some people have that, and I think it's wonderful. But for others, family is complicated.
Relationships change. People disappoint us. Old patterns continue long after we've recognized them. Sometimes there's a falling out, and sometimes there's no dramatic event at all. Just years of distance, misunderstandings, or the gradual realization that a relationship isn't what you hoped it would be.
And yet, you can still miss that person. You can remember the laughter, the traditions, the good times, and all the things you genuinely loved about being together. You can wish things were different while knowing that wishing doesn't necessarily make them so.
I've learned that we can love people and still recognize that our relationships with them aren't always good for us. That doesn't make the sadness disappear.
In some ways, I think it makes it harder, because there isn't always a simple explanation or someone to blame. Just the recognition that things aren't what you hoped they would be.
The Holidays Have a Way of Bringing Everything Back
Losing a parent changes the holidays. Divorce changes the holidays. Children growing up and creating lives of their own changes the holidays.
Sometimes traditions disappear because the people who made them special are no longer there. Other times, the people are still here, but the relationships have changed. And sometimes we miss a version of our lives that no longer exists.
The holidays seem to have a way of bringing all those memories and emotions to the surface. A familiar song, a favorite recipe, an old ornament. Something small can remind us of a time when life looked very different.
Of course, not all those memories are sad. Some are wonderful, which can make the longing even stronger. We can be grateful for our lives today and still miss parts of yesterday. I think we forget that sometimes.
When Everyone Else Seems to Be Having a Wonderful Time
Then there's the comparison.
It's hard not to notice the big family gatherings, the crowded dinner tables, the matching pajamas, and the seemingly endless holiday celebrations.
And while I know perfectly well that social media is a highlight reel, that doesn't mean I'm immune to it. Sometimes I look at those photos and wish I had a little more of what they represent. More people around the table. More laughter. More traditions. More connection.
Recently, I caught myself feeling sad that I wasn't creating the kind of big, festive holiday experience I'd imagined for my son. With him getting older, I'm especially aware that the holidays won't always look the way they do now. I want to make the most of the time we have together, and sometimes I put pressure on myself to make it memorable.
But when I started thinking about what I actually wanted, it wasn't an elaborate meal or a house full of people. It was laughter. Playing games. Watching movies. Taking long walks. Having conversations that wander from one subject to another. Enjoying a wonderful meal without feeling rushed or distracted. Mostly, I wanted us to enjoy being together.
And that made me wonder how often we're comparing the appearance of someone else's holiday with the feeling we're hoping to create in our own. Because a crowded house doesn't guarantee connection, and a quiet holiday doesn't necessarily mean something is missing.
Still, knowing that doesn't mean we never feel lonely.
You Can Feel Lonely Without Being Alone
I think this is one of the harder things to admit. You can have people who love you, friends you enjoy, and plenty to be grateful for, and still feel lonely.
Not necessarily because you're physically alone, but because you're missing a certain kind of connection.
Maybe you miss the ease of being with people who have known you your entire life. Maybe you wish someone would take the initiative to bring everyone together. Maybe you're tired of being the person responsible for making the holidays special. Or perhaps you simply wish things were different.
That doesn't mean you're ungrateful. It means you're human. And sometimes, when we try so hard to focus on everything we have to be thankful for, we don't give ourselves much room to acknowledge what we're missing.
I don't think gratitude and sadness cancel each other out. We can feel both.
Family Isn't Always Where We Find Our Greatest Connection
Something else I've come to appreciate is that the people we're related to aren't necessarily the people who understand us best.
Sometimes our closest friends provide the kind of acceptance, encouragement, laughter, and emotional connection we've spent years wishing for within our families.
There are people who make us feel seen without having to explain ourselves. People who celebrate our happiness, show up when things are hard, and genuinely enjoy spending time with us.
And sometimes those relationships give us something our families, for whatever reason, haven't been able to give.
We talk a lot about the importance of family, but perhaps we don't talk enough about the importance of the people we choose to surround ourselves with.
The people who make our lives better simply by being part of them. There is something comforting about recognizing that belonging doesn't have to come from one particular place.
Maybe We Can Stop Pretending the Holidays Are Wonderful for Everyone
I don't want this to sound as though I'm dreading the holidays. I'm not. There are so many things about this season that I genuinely enjoy. But I also don't want to pretend that everything is wonderful just because the calendar says it should be.
I think there's room for all of it.
For missing people. For wishing relationships were different. For feeling disappointed that life doesn't always look the way we imagined. For being grateful for what we have while acknowledging what we wish we had.
Perhaps there's comfort in knowing that other people are experiencing some of those same feelings, even if their holiday cards tell a different story.
We don't have to turn every difficult feeling into something positive or immediately figure out how to make it better. Sometimes recognizing what we're feeling, without judging ourselves for it, is enough.
Maybe that's where we start. Not by forcing ourselves to have the perfect holiday, but by being a little more honest about what this time of year brings up for us.
Because a good life can still have some lonely moments and the most wonderful time of the year can still be a little hard.
Stay tuned next week I'm going to write about something I've been reconsidering myself: what if we stopped trying to recreate the holidays we think we're supposed to have and gave ourselves permission to create something different? Doesn’t that sound terrific?
“Less Noise. More You.”
A gentle note from me
Everything I share here comes from my own lived experience and the work I am actively doing in my own life. This space is for reflection, encouragement, and gentle practice — it is not therapy, medical advice, or a substitute for professional mental health care. If something in this post lands heavier than you expected, or surfaces something that feels bigger than a tender moment, please reach out to a licensed therapist, counselor, or trusted healthcare provider. Coaching is a beautiful complement to that kind of support, never a replacement for it. Other content you may enjoy:
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Hi! I’m Sandra
I help women whose lives look good on the outside but no longer feel like their own start choosing themselves again.
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You can love your life, have plenty to be grateful for, and still feel a little lonely during the holidays. Sometimes what we miss isn't just the people or traditions. It's the family experience we wish we had.