December 2, 2009 EditionAlso in this issue...
The most precious gift is loveThis will be our family's first holiday season without my mother. She has been an integral part of our festivities for what seems like an eternity and the season will seem somewhat flat without her pithy commentary.
Mom loved to be the armchair quarterback for each step of our holiday plans from Thanksgiving to Christmas and New Year's. She had opinions about the menus, the social gatherings and the activities planned for the children. She often informed me that I was going overboard and that I needed to curb my tendency to get carried away, and then she would add four more things to my list of things to do.