Slowly, one day at a time, I’m removing and storing Christmas decorations. This morning I packed away the angels and nativity scene. Only the tree is still up, and I’m not ready to take it down.

Solitude is my companion today. I was warned both by a dear friend and by a stranger on Next Door that flu, Covid, and viruses are rampant in this area right now. For once, I am heeding their good advice to stay in and be safe.

This time of year always feels like a lull to me, awaiting the New Year. But this year, it’s more—it’s choosing—even embracing—solitude.

You write it: How is this time of year for you?

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