As the year winds down, so do I. Winter has its way of sending me hibernating. Of making me hoard my thoughts and hunker down waiting for spring to come. A lot has been on my mind. On relationships. On parenting. On adopting and being adopted. On feminism. On choices. Yet, as I sit and pause, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, the words fail to flow. What I write feels stilted.
I look back on the months past and realize I have been reading. Voraciously. Like I did when I was 10 and hungry to experience worlds I knew not existed. The lure of the written word has had me swearing off every other form of communication. Emails languish. Call remain unreturned. To-do lists stay stagnant.
Till I snap out of this phase, I bid adios. But not before I wish you all Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year!
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