The Day After Christmas

The Day After Christmas: A Lament I started reading Jeff's blog around the same time that I started writing mine. It's the day after Christmas. I spent the past two days with family. It was great fun, but I'm very, very glad to be sitting in a quiet house watching Sophie lamenting the fact that … Continue reading The Day After Christmas

The Morning After

Found on Facebook this morning. So eloquently said. There are Christmas gifts bought and wrapped with care. They’re hidden in closets, under beds, at parents’ houses and kept carefully out of sight. They were bought in answer to scribbled notes from small hands that wished for a new bike or a new game system or … Continue reading The Morning After