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It’s that time of year again. Once the presents are opened and carols no longer play from car radios, it becomes time to think of the New Year. And, of course, new year resolutions. For the past few years when people have inquired what my New Years resolution is, I’ve said that I don’t make resolutions. Nope, I say, people rarely stick to their resolutions and I should be allowed to make a change for the better whenever I want - the first of our calendar year holds no magic. But, in hindsight, this is kind of cynical. I mean, the new year does bring a certain level of renewed hope and promise with it (and hope is, I think, the closest thing we have to magic). So with the turning of a page, why not resolve to carve a better person of yourself? So this year I resolve. I resolve to choose kindness before jumping to mistrust or judgement. I resolve to look for the good in this world instead of allowing myself to become bogged down with the darker parts of this life.  I resolve t...

So I promise this isn't an excuse. I mean...if you asked me for an excuse this would be it....but I'm not writing this for that purpose... Holidays. It seems that every year from October 31 to January 31 business and hurry go off the charts. Every Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday is filled to the brim with activities. We drive more miles than we have all year and we spend more money that we ever planned on spending.  And in all of it the feeling of "festivity" is brazenly absent. As if the feeling of festivity wasn't aware that we were only this busy in order to obtain a bit of his mirth. Anyway, the business....It's exhausting I think. And I wonder at times if that's why adults hate holidays so much. Of course, they would never say  it (or would they?) but the general attitude would come off to a bystander as "ugh". We went to the festival of lights parade a while back...after  a rushed day with far too many things in it and far too few ...