It’s likely this all sounds very selfish. And in some ways, it is. When you’re prone to holiday depression, though, the next few weeks are often distilled to basic survival. I don’t remember exactly when I started to hate Christmas; I know it wasn’t always that way. My parents’ divorce was a contributing factor: my […]
For years, everything I loved about Christmas was consumed by the endless expectations, and it took me becoming a single mother to realize I was the only one putting those expectations on myself. I’ve always loved the holidays. For years, my family’s Christmas season began on Black Friday when we went to The Nutcracker ballet […]
I feel like I should be merry and bright and show my children a holly jolly Christmas like my mom did for me. Instead, each year I feel even more frustrated, depressed, and angry about the holidays. Aren’t the holidays supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year? Then why are we all […]
Like an addict, I’ve spent far too much time prioritizing this devilish multi-purpose gadget over my children and my marriage. Three years ago for Christmas, my husband bought me an iPhone. He says it’s the worst gift he ever gave me because, from the second I laid eyes on it, I became obsessed. I’m constantly checking […]
The world has not yet convinced my son, 6 years old and with Down syndrome, that he needs material possessions. As Christmas rapidly approaches, my Facebook feed is filling with pictures of children perched on Santa’s knee and overtired parents rushing to fulfill long Christmas lists. Not so much in our house. My son Bobby, 6 years […]
