Another year, another ho-hum holiday. And, yet, I want it so badly. I wish I felt the spirit of the season - wanted to deck the halls - sing a jolly carol - but instead it's like any other day. I begrudgingly take the mail from the box each day... more photos of perky children in their best outfits. A brag book from my mailbox. Sadly, I have nothing to brag about. Oh yes - I've tried - I've sent around the photo of my pets in the past, but it's not the same. Are children the magic key to the holiday? Or perhaps just having one special person in your life? Could that be enough?
It's obviously not the time of year for the solo acts. Who wants to buy a ticket to a holiday extravaganza alone? Endure the questions... "Who are you with?" - the replies dripping with pity - "Aren't you brave for coming alone!". The only shot of surviving unscathed - to avoid the whole event completely.
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