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Sometimes a mom’s love looks like toilet paper a

Sometimes a mom’s love looks like toilet paper and paper towel.⁣
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Ever since I was in college, my mom has never left without stocking me up on toilet paper and paper towel.⁣
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She stocked up my dorm room when she dropped me off for my very first semester, leaving a pack of Charmin and Bounty along with a piece of her heart.⁣
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The next year she stocked up the dinghy-but-cozy house off campus that I shared with three friends and we affectionately nicknamed “The Cape.” Our poor college kid budgets were tight and we were so grateful to have “the good toilet paper."⁣
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She stocked up the first house I moved into in Washington, D.C., where I lived with two guys I’d never met and had to climb up a metal winding staircase to get to my room.⁣
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She stocked up the two-bedroom, one-bath apartment my boyfriend and I moved into together after only six months of dating. ⁣
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She stocked up our first house, which had a teeny storage closet and was furnished with cheap couches from Bob’s Discount Furniture.⁣
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And she had packed that teeny storage closet full when I waved goodbye to her with tears in my eyes after she came to help me with her very first grandchild.⁣
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It didn’t matter if we already had some. She always went out and bought more. An extra pack of toilet paper, an extra pack of paper towels. “You can never have too much,” she would say.⁣
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Every time she came to see me. And even when I could afford to buy it myself. Since I became an adult and moved out on my own, my mom has never left without stocking me up on paper towel and toilet paper.⁣
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I think it’s a way she could keep taking care of me, even as I started having to learn to take care of myself.⁣
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Because she couldn’t spare me the heartbreak I suffered or the loneliness of finding my way in the world or the stress of a grueling job or the worry of new motherhood.⁣
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She couldn’t take away the pain and embarrassment of tough lessons.⁣
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But she could make my life a little softer.⁣
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A little easier. A little more affordable. A little better.⁣
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She could buy me toilet paper and paper towel.⁣
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And to me, that will always look like love.⁣
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Maybe this is your first Christmas since you’ve

Maybe this is your first Christmas since you’ve lost a parent.⁣
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Maybe someone close to you is sick, dying, or struggling with substance abuse. Maybe you’ve lost a child, a spouse, or a sibling. Maybe you’ve lost your job.⁣
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Whatever the reason, you are struggling to celebrate this season, while it feels like the rest of civilization is throwing a great big party.⁣
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The gifts and desserts and decorations are just temporary distractions from your heartache–surface attempts at normalcy.⁣
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It’s all downright exhausting, putting on a smile, pretending to be okay while you’re hurting.⁣
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If your heart is broken this Christmas, I get it. I see you.⁣
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And I’m giving you a pass.⁣
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It is okay to say, “I’m not okay. I’m grieving.” It is okay to give yourself time and space and to decline invitations and obligations, even for things you do every year.⁣
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It is okay, even at Christmas.⁣
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You won’t say “no” forever. Eventually, you will come up for air, and celebrating will be easier.⁣
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You will remember your joy. In time.⁣
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Keep breathing. You will survive this season.⁣
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You are allowed, required even, to forget the frivolous holiday festivities and turn your cares over to the Christ child, who never intended for the celebration of his birth to feel like a burden.⁣
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Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. – Matthew 11:28 ESV⁣
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He will always give you rest.⁣
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Written by @loveofdixie

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