Christmas Past

My children have said this year I am finally selecting a Christmas card picture where everyone looks good not just me. Harrumph!

But as I take in the picture and see the veneer of “wanna be WASP perfection”, I reflect back to a Christmas that wasn’t as glossy or filled with joy. It is a difficult story to reflect back upon, but it is one that makes this and many Christmases since all the better to enjoy.

Central Park 2015

Are You A Wimp?

“Hit it” I yell to the driver of the boat.

I am almost 40 years old I think to myself. How am I going to do this?

The handle flies out of my hand. The water shoots up my nostrils. The pain begins from my toes up through my now aching head. And yet, the boat circles around and I hold up one finger to indicate one more try.

I am not a wimp I say to myself. I can do this. I mean come on Milissa your dad is on that boat you cannot stop.

Me!!

She Walks Before Me

She is six feet one and a half inches tall. Do NOT say she is 6’2” or you will get a face melting look!

NYC 2015