Kara Swanson's Brain Injury Blog

December 20, 2011

I Wish You Christmas

Filed under: Uncategorized — karaswanson @ 3:34 am


It’s been a long time now but I can recall participating in a Christmas show at church where I delivered the miraculous story of the birth of baby Jesus.  I wore patent leather shoes and lacy socks and a red velvet dress that itched at the collar.  I stood up in front of that tiny church with all the candles glowing and the twenty-foot-high Christmas tree up near the altar all decorated with ornaments made by our Sunday School classes.


The windows were frosted and we wrote our names in the condensation.  It smelled like candle wax and too much perfume.  We were late and had to sit in the folding chairs in the back.  My mom took a picture of the inside of her purse.  The man in front of me who smelled like liquor nodded off three verses into Oh Come, All Ye Faithful. And I had no idea what frankincense and mur were.  Does anyone know what mur is?


Now, my memory may be forty years older and brain injured and racing towards menopausal memory melt, but I sure don’t recall the story of Jesus’ birth having anything to do with people stomping over a dead body in Target to get a Black Friday deal on a flat screen TV.   I may have forgotten most of my lines but I know they didn’t mention pepper spraying fellow shoppers in order to gain a competitive edge.


Maybe we’ve lost Christmas.


I can go through my list of addresses to send Christmas greetings to and most have a change, a loss, a diagnosis, a twist of fate, a broken heart…


We keep losing what we grew up with and have always known.  They predict soon newspapers and writing checks will be a thing of the past.


We’re all so busy and so much has changed in our lives.  People die and traditions die, too.  Homesteads where our first Christmases were born are lost and left.  There are so many obligations that we have to reschedule Christmas, split it, fit it in somewhere.


Seems maybe we’ve strayed from Christmas.  So far that we’ve forgotten that miracles do happen.  So far that we no longer hope and dream.  So far from when we couldn’t wait for morning.  The sheer promise of good.  The anticipation of pure happiness.


So this year I wish you Christmas for Christmas.  I wish you that special something that has long meant Christmas to you.  That brings you back to a time when we didn’t know any better than believing in magic, in the miracle of one most glorious day.


Maybe it’s an ornament your mother’s mother made.  Maybe it’s a special cookie recipe you haven’t enjoyed in years.  A quiet evening by the fire in front of the Christmas tree lights.  The sounds and songs of carolers by moonlight.  The candlelit midnight service singing Silent Night.


However Christmas comes back, that’s what I wish for you.  When all the craziness we’ve created has run out of time, I wish you moments of peace.  Perfect strolls down Memory Lane.  Hope for a wonderful new year.


Maybe we can all simply wish well for each other.  That never goes out of style.  That never runs out of stock or is back-ordered.  To shake hands, to hug and to hold.  To really wish each other well.  Perhaps that is the greatest gift.  One not found on any store shelves.  No sales.  No deals.  It costs us only a sincere heart.  A moment’s grace. A warmth that is more powerful than grudge and greed, hatred and pettiness.


I wish you Christmas.  I wish you good health and true happiness on the path that you are on.  I wish you healing for every part of you.  To forgive and be forgiven.  I wish you moments of the season that fill your heart with joy, with music, with quiet tears of thanksgiving for all that we are blessed with.


Today and every day, I wish you Christmas.






  1. Wish you all the blessings of Our Lord. I am a “lost survivor” of a TBI from many years ago. I hear people say, “you were hit by a bus, recovered (sort of), then broadsided by a construction truck that ran a light…”ran over”…”You are lucky”! Whew! Living is the hard part…so many problems continue to this day. Had a great doctor; after he died, it was over. No more help. Very little understanding…or help when I was hurt.
    Hope things are better for people now.

    Comment by jan m — January 2, 2012 @ 3:39 pm | Reply

  2. Hey, Kara. I haven’t communicated with you for a long time but glad to see your blog and your book on Amazon. I finally got around to publishing my book and named it Headache: How to Survive a Head Injury and the Headache Caused by Insurance Companies, Doctors and Lawyers by BJ Geisler.

    Comment by BJ — January 3, 2012 @ 9:28 pm | Reply

    • Congratulations on your book being published!!! I’m thrilled for you!!! :))))

      Comment by karaswanson — January 4, 2012 @ 3:28 pm | Reply

  3. Beautiful, I really liked your blog and I found it on accident. Glad I did 🙂

    Comment by eve — August 22, 2012 @ 11:30 pm | Reply

    • Thanks, Eve! Welcome. 🙂

      Comment by karaswanson — August 22, 2012 @ 11:33 pm | Reply

  4. Dear Kara Swanson, This is Sue Hultberg at the Brain Injury Network, an international and U.S. national advocacy organization for people who have sustained brain injuries. I am pleased to announce the publication of my new book entitled Brain Injury Advocates: The Emergence of the People with Acquired Brain Injury Human and Civil Rights Movement. You, your book I’ll Carry a Fork!, and your Brain Injury Blog are mentioned in the book in the brain injury community innovators section. The book is currently available for purchase at the following link:

    Comment by Sue Hultberg — September 5, 2012 @ 2:45 pm | Reply

    • Fellow TBIers, here’s a great new resource for us! Sue, please see the email I sent to your private email address. 🙂 Kara

      Comment by karaswanson — September 6, 2012 @ 1:05 pm | Reply

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