By Maggie

This is going to sound hopelessly morose, but it seems like there is tragedy all around me. Every day, I hear of another friend who

Nothing is as it should be. All the givens for the season — spending concentrated time with your family, snuggling with nieces and nephews, crowding

Sometimes it feels like I’m yelling into an abyss, wondering if anyone hears me. That’s not what’s happening, of course, but that’s what it feels