Christmas Greetings, 2008
Wishing you love and peace, throughout the season and the coming year.
This has been a year of transitions, and of highs and lows. In February, hankering for true winter in the
At the end of May, I went to
In June I attended the Children’s Literature Association meeting in
It was back to school in August, and unpacking the 20,000 some library books. I said I couldn’t do all that lifting, and the principal hired some movers to help.
In early September I flew to
The first weekend in October a small group of friends (several from my UNM cancer caregivers writing group), Craig Werner from Buffalo, NY, and Jesse, Psyche and I had a small ceremony in a beautiful spot in the Sandia Mountains where we scattered Ed’s ashes, and had a breakfast picnic, singing and sharing memories.
In early November I spent a week in
Our good friends John and Karen Nystrom, and Karen’s mother Mary came down from
Many experiences this year, even the difficult ones such as the broken wrist and the debilitating back pain, have in the long run been positive in giving me strength. I’m beginning to move beyond survival, to build new traditions and a new life. Friends, family, faith, and my writing group have all been sources of support. A person I’ve never even met, a friend of friends, sent me a wonderful book, Elizabeth Neeld’s Seven Choices: Finding Daylight after Loss Shatters Your World, an excellent resource.
I will be serving on the 2010 Newbery Award Committee this coming year, and I am contemplating retirement. The Obama election gave me hope – on election night I said I didn’t think I’d felt so happy since the day I married Ed. I wish Ed could have seen this election. I’d love to hear his thoughts on the current economic crisis. He’d be saying, “I told you so,” since he’d been saying the stock market was over-inflated for at least 30 years. I don’t think anyone knows what’s next. Perhaps our capitalistic lifestyle based on the endless acquisition of possessions is coming to a deserved end?
Jesse and I will be joining Psyche in San Francisco from December 19-28 – a new kind of Christmas celebration for all of us. I’m already nostalgic for the luminaria and the smell of piñon smoke on crisp cold nights, but I am sure
May love strengthen us as we face the challenges of each day.