As the winter months make their way upon us, several things happen. For starters, the world gets darker a lot faster. The days are suddenly cut short as though with a pair of scissors and we are left in darkness fairly early. Second, the outside world grows colder. We finally put away our favorite summer
I’ve held this feeling before–and even now–this deep mourning when all the world seems lost in this festive fantasy all around me. It often comes when death arrives on holiday mornings, when celebration lives on everywhere but your own home. Loss rarely comes just once, instead choosing to stretch out over weeks, maybe months. Thus,