I wrote a couple of months ago about feeling broken at Christmas. My words proved truer than I had anticipated. My husband found me Christmas morning, after our breakfast of green frosted cinnamon rolls sprinkled with red sugar, after our gifts, after checking Santa’s cookie plate and his milk bottle, after seeing how the reindeer … Continue reading Crying Christmas
When you live in a house that adores animals of all kinds and finds a reason for science in nearly everything, Christmas looks like this.
My kids have been vaccinated now for several weeks and the initial excitement they felt is waning, especially for my youngest. Understandably, he was hoping that his vaccination would help and that he might not have to wear his mask as often, specifically around his closest friends. Viruses get stronger with each new person they … Continue reading Omicron sounds like a decepticon.
There are few things I truly love about Christmas, but I love lights. After another bad dream, instead of the typical darkness in the early hours of the morning, I was greeted by the glow of our tree, just put up last night. Since trying to become more aware of what things feel genuinely good … Continue reading Hark!
Last year, over three million people died in the United States. Given that more people have died of Covid-19 this year than last, I suspect our crude death rate will increase again. Needless to say, there are countless people grieving the loss of a loved one. A voice won’t ring out from across the hall. … Continue reading When it’s cold, inside and out.
I think there must be something wrong with me, Linus. Christmas is coming, but I’m not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m supposed to feel. - Charlie Brown Charlie Brown helped me understand that I love jazz before I knew what jazz was. Vince Guaraldi is what I associate with Christmas music. When other … Continue reading Christmas is coming, but I’m not happy.