Is it just the slightly longer days, or has something shifted and lifted? I’d say things are looking up. A caveat: Jay will tell you “things are looking up” can be used in my family after the worst announcements. For us, he claims, news of an ill relative, setback, stress or disappointment is followed by “but things are…
How do the pre-solstice, deep-in-winter, wanna hibernate blues lift? It’s magic. Yes, recently I’ve lost heart, not fully, but in little bursts that slowed me down and kept me sidelined. Little lingering cold. Too much to do. Kinda blah. Nothing seemed to help. Nothing! Even yoga, which usually does wonders. Even spending time with both…
I believe in magical thinking, and I try to never say never. But. But. But. I have to admit, we’re not going to get kids this year, not before Hanukkah, Christmas, or New Years. Nope. I guess I was overly optimistic. Hearing how many tens of thousands of kids are in need of a permanent…
I just love Christmas cards, annual holiday letters, and family photos that come in the mail. It doesn’t make sense. David Sedaris’ classic parody in Holidays On Ice should have done in the holiday letter for good: Many of you, our friends and family, are probably taken aback by this, our annual holiday newsletter. You’ve…
We put up our Christmas tree today, and I love the smell of pine, the forest-y mess of the needles and dust. But every year I put up a tree, I remember vividly my childhood Christmas job with a very different tree. It was probably in the early seventies that we went to Sears as a family,…
I love all of the holidays, and always have. My mother made my brother and I hunt for Easter Eggs every spring until I was in my 20s. As long as she lived, the holidays were enforced, in a good way. Since we’ve set out in earnest to adopt kids, I’ve looked forward to enforcing holiday celebrations…
