Happy New Year

Open Christmas gifts with Uncles galore Cook turkey on the fire with Grandpa Play, play, play in the mud kitchen and more Ride the train again, far from Grandma   And now it is quiet, except for washer and dryer, turkey burbling in the pot, and doggie...

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

I couldn’t get the song out of my head. It haunted me as I walked the mountain road this past week—huffing the final incline up our driveway—and while driving to and from a joyful Thanksgiving with family. O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That...

O Little Town of Bethlehem

I stood among the angels dressed for the Kindergarten Christmas Pageant. Unlike me, my fellow angels had drums and triangles. My frown—more like a pout—expressed disappointment and covetousness. I wanted the gifts my classmates had been given. Like the other mothers,...