Today is December 1.
I love love love this season. I love the twinkly lights, the songs I've been singing since I was a tiny child, the toasts at festive gatherings, the generosity, the apple cider and hot chocolate, and the quiet darkness, too.
Still, if you celebrate Christmas in any way, or if your organization has a bunch of year-end stuff that Must Be Done, December 1 is a date that can make you take a deep breath, grit your teeth, plaster on a high-pitched smile out in the world, and unleash your impatience on your nearest and dearest. Me, too.
I've been thinking a bit about how the lead-up to Christmas--even when we love it--can have each of us feeling alone, especially this year when there is intense fragmentation in our communities and families.
For this big holiday month, I'd like to offer more frequent, very short posts here. (If you miss a few, don't be afraid to delete them and jump back in at random.)
This December, I want you to know that I love you. And you are not alone.