From earliest memory, my fascination at Christmas has always been with the nativity–not with Santa Claus. Certainly, as a child I was interested in him. Notions of his sleigh and reindeer, of a dwelling (a village, even) in the snowy reaches of the North Pole, the idea that he bounded through the sky and visited … More Nativity

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I was in the mall on a recent Friday morning, a quick stop between the post office and the gym, because sometimes my life is like this. Except for the mall part. (I actually hate going to the mall, due to its uncanny propensity to awaken desires for things I don’t have and didn’t even … More Fourteen Seconds