(I love this story—a re-post from 2016. Happy fa-la-la-la-la-ing, y’all.)
And we’re off!!!
‘Tis the season, y’all—in case you haven’t noticed. It started well before Halloween this year, and now we’re already nearly a week into that post-Thanksgiving, pre-Christmas countdown.
And folks are cranky.
It doesn’t help that this hectic holiday season falls within days of the most contentious political race in recent memory. We’re starting out frazzled. And we’ve still got 25 days to get through—and ideally, enjoy.
And I think we can. I certainly think we should. But, for many of us, it will take conscious effort. For me it will. I have so much on my plate right now in addition to the cooking, shopping, decorating, hostessing and the other fa-la-la-la-la-ing that the season entails. It’s mostly good, exciting stuff—marketing my book, teaching my classes, writing my blog, getting ready for a big family vacation, collecting seashells and sunrises…
But it is also a wistful time for me—and for most everyone I know. It seems we have all lost someone we love, and for better or for worse, the holidays shine a spotlight on that empty place at the table, that empty stocking on the mantle. We wonder what we will get them for Christmas, before we realize that they are no longer with us. It’s an emotional time. Continue Reading