A State of Mind

Here we are in the days after the Big Day. I don’t know about you, but I breathe a certain sigh of relief. Nothing pressing, all buying, cooking and wrapping over with. It is a welcome of quiet space before the bustling of the New Year that tells us to, “Get going on all that is to come!”

Years ago, far back in 1987–my son recently asked me if I realized the fantastic fact that 1985 was thirty-six years ago–I was asked by my publisher to write a short story for a Christmas anthology. It was t...