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Aftermath
December 26th. The day after the ribbons and bows have been swept away and the leftovers nearly stacked in containers in the fridge. Like any big event, the aftermath is sometimes uncomfortable. I have a proclivity for introspection, and find myself wondering why the feeling of a balloon bursting so often follows the build up…
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December 25th
I’m lying in bed, stuffed to the gills, wondering how it’s even possible to eat as many items as we did tonight. It reminds me of a satire piece in a medical journal a few years ago about the “extra stomach” for desserts that appears, referred to as “the pot au creme.” While it may…
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Communal space
I lay in the bed I remember from so many years ago, listening to the soft sounds of my little one falling asleep. He went quietly tonight, without a whimper after becoming more and more wound up playing games with Pop-Pop. It was as if all the batteries ran out at once, and he gave…
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Journey Home
The road is long Torn between the warmth ahead And the comfort behind It stretches out interminably And yet What lies ahead is worth the journey Home to my youth Home to family The struggle is half the enjoyment The destination sweeter For the effort required to get there.
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The magic of the season
When I sat down to rest for the first time tonight, I was struck by how miraculous life is. It’s been a long week of sickness, worrying about a few people who aren’t doing as well as I’d like, wishing I had the same kind of powers the people in my books do. I could…
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Home
No matter how long the road, or how hard the climb. No matter that the wind and rain may push me down. At the end of the journey, a light still shines, guiding me. My eternal compass shows me the way, To hearth and comfort. To the family I love. Waiting for me with warm…
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The gifts we bring
Today left me musing about the sometimes meager changes I bring for those around me. I deal with sickness and loss, love and life on the small scale, every day. Some days, I feel as though I’ve chipped away a tiny corner, shedding the scales from the layers that life glues on us all Other…
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Christmas prep
December tenth, and time is slipping past me. I’ve carefully budgeted my time down to the hour most days, in order to get everything done. Exercise in the wee hours, snatching ten minutes of writing here and there, work, kids, spending time with friends and family whenever possible. December’s exhausting, and I haven’t even gotten…
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Christmas season
The season has fully kicked off. After a full day of work, I quickly ran to buy a few presents for the gift exchange before getting home with just enough time to put the appetizers in the oven before the first guests showed up. Our first work Christmas party for our new clinic. Small but…