We flapped like snow angels until winter melted into memory. We poured out sweet sentiments and gobbled them up. Now, only chocolate scents remain to haunt their empty ballotins. Sentimentals and chocoholics continue to huff the heart-shaped boxes and sigh. Green calendar pages feature this month's luck-promising ground cover. When the…
Ungiven certificates, stuffers never tucked into stockings, and other gifts hidden too well appear throughout the post-holiday season. We missed a few decorations when refilling the attic. Despite fervent shaking, the bulging junk drawers cannot hold one more replacement bulb. The chores we've put off loom together as one insurmountable task.…
I wish I could say I've never walked into a room and forgotten why. Sadly, this has occurred more times than I'd like to count. Before you suggest aging is prompting these moments, let me suggest another culprit. Not just because I'm reluctant to categorize myself as old--at least not until…