My (Not So) Secret Santa

I started blogging more lately mostly to get the demons out from having lost Anna and to possibly connect with other people in my situation. I think it’s been its own reward. I enjoy writing. It gets me out of myself a bit. Little did I know that I would meet people as kind as Jen who, despite her own hectic, stressful holiday was so kind as to mail us a package of gifts, sweet treats, and custom ornaments. Talk about boosting my holiday spirit. We had guests for dinner, so I didn’t open the box until after they were in bed. They’ll get to open the presents in the morning. Thank you very much, Jen and C and Lucy.

(Being a person with little impulse control, I peeked at my gift, and it is extremely fitting – a Madhur Jaffrey cookbook. Only my favorite cookbook author ever.)

Jen, thank you so very much for thinking of us. It’s been a long December. But there’s reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last.

And thanks to everyone else who has emailed or called me as a result of reading stuff here. At a time in my life when I feel really alone, it means a lot to (re)connect with good people.