Well, holiday time has rolled around again. One of my personal favorite times of year, celebrating the end of the darkest days and the return of light, if not warmth.
The other day, I took part in a singing ritual… a yearly gathering of friends, old and new, singing our gratitude for the turning of the seasons.
I wondered how things would be different this year. Time passes quickly for me now. This year my friends and I will “celebrate“ my entering the third year of my terminal diagnosis. How will my friends react? How will I react?
