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On the Winter Holidays of 2024
Dec. 22nd, 2024 10:34 amI've noted this before: in 2002, on Christmas Day, my father died of metastasized renal cell cancer. Some forty years earlier, a cousin of mine was born on Christmas Day.
The day has been a mixed blessing for my extended family across the decades, and I wait and wonder what twists the occasion will bring this time.
And so...here is us again. Those of us still here, anyway.
It's been a wild year, running the full range of emotion from joy to despair.
I wish you the best possible greetings of the Season, by whatever Name(s) you choose to honour it. I wish you peace, hope, wisdom, freedom, justice, and love. If you do not find them, may they find you and may it bring joy to you when they do.
The day has been a mixed blessing for my extended family across the decades, and I wait and wonder what twists the occasion will bring this time.
And so...here is us again. Those of us still here, anyway.
It's been a wild year, running the full range of emotion from joy to despair.
I wish you the best possible greetings of the Season, by whatever Name(s) you choose to honour it. I wish you peace, hope, wisdom, freedom, justice, and love. If you do not find them, may they find you and may it bring joy to you when they do.
