What Memories Are Made Of

We have rounded the turn now of this year and are heading for the finish line (if not for home), down the stretch. The remaining weeks of this year are a gauntlet for many, beginning with the consuming craziness of Black Friday and continuing in Dickensian fashion with the inner dialogues with Ghosts of holidays past that haunt holidays present and are measured against invisible images of what holidays "should be..."

Folks who say they know something about "surviving the holidays" tell us that we should be about making "new" memories. What exactly do they mean by that? And how would it help us?

Last night I went to a tree-trimming at the hospital where I work. We trimmed it in memory of one of the nurses who'd died the year before. We trimmed the tree, and kept her memory alive...

[I apologize for not completing this entry at the time... I will want to return to it later... Keep you posted! HA!]