It's the same every year, and if I'm completely honest with myself, I'm disappointed. Christmas isn't going to complete me. It can't. And it doesn't have to. I'm learning that this is okay.
It seems that many in Washington remain quite worried about America's long-term budget-deficit. From my front row seat on the ground floor of the hospital, though, I remain far more worried about America's long-term compassion-deficit.
My father didn't leave me much when he died at the relatively young age of 53, save his name and a savant like recall of classic Christmas carols. We were living on the army base at Fort Rucker, Alabama. Only three of our eventual brood of seven kids were born then
We are going to hell for thinking these photos are so funny.
I am sitting in my office looking out the window at the yard covered with all of the snow that fell overnight. On my right is a steaming cup of tea, a...
What a joy it is to have a movie fulfill the promise of a good time that you make to your children.
Emma's a poor actress pa rum pa pum pum She has no gift to bring pa rum pa pum pum Emma shows up to Christmas with no gifts. Would you all mind if...
I keep hoping one day I will be one of the organized, decorative-doodad-using, mulled-cider-sipping, type A people but I just don't know if I have it in me. I'm too comfortable with being uncomfortable.
Small gestures matter. The light supports and helps get us through, however small the flame. Many small flames make a fire. Many threads weave strong fabric.
How can we have a future if we don't feed, house and educate our young -- the most vulnerable members of our society? We need to reinvest in infrastructure The Affordable Care Act is a step towards improving the health of the nation at large.
As I frantically search Amazon for the perfect Lady Bug costume that isn't too itchy, has antennas and comes with a tutu (but not a black one, only red), I can't help but feel conflicted. Gifts are a huge part of the exhilaration children feel at Christmas, but I don't want it to be limited to that.
Upon reflecting this season, I have asked myself, what does it mean to wait in December 2013? On the surface, waiting can seem like a passive experience in standing by for external forces to act. And in our world, far too many people are stuck waiting for relief.
My younger brother found out that those presents under the tree don't come from Santa's workshop; they come from the mall. Shock, disbelief and disappointment quickly set in.
How misleading our superficial differences! How right we are to think of a human family, and indeed, an extended family in which all of our planetary cohabitants are cousins, at one remove or another.
Angels are an everyday part of my life. Strange as it may sound to you I have been seeing angels since I was a baby. I see them physically just as I would see you if you were sitting in front of me.
Now, she is 10 years old. A fifth grader. None of her friends believe in Santa anymore. My husband and I struggle with how long to keep this up.