The heaviest snow.

This morning, the snow was so heavy that I drove half the distance to my destination in first gear. Normally, on a day like today, I don’t leave the house. I see multiple inches of snow on the car, on the ground, and I think, “no way.”

But today was different. Today was the funeral for a dear old friend of mine whose battle with cancer has finally ended. I won’t say he lost, because he didn’t. He was released, and for his sake, I am thankful.

I can’t seem to write about this, or him. The words are clunky and weird, and they are too heavy to line up straight.

But I loved my friend so much. His presence, his conversation, his laughter, and his friendship over the past 15 years made a difference in my life, and I will miss him dearly.



I am up early today. I have a drive to make alone, and what faces me at the end of that drive is something I hoped I would never see in this life, at this age.

I know this time of year is complicated. Around the holidays, I vacillate between childlike giddiness and grinch-like crankiness.

Maybe you do, too. Maybe today, you would like to burn your Christmas tree to the ground.

But do this:

Take stock of what you have. Remember how much you have, how much you have had, the richness and fullness of your life.

Think about your relationships and appreciate what each of them adds to your life.

Sit back, take a deep breath, sip some coffee, tea, or cocoa, look at some twinkly lights, and remember what you have.