This is the time of year when the need for "pacing" takes on a special urgency for me. It sometimes feels as if the holidays are galloping at me and then, before I can blink or draw a breath or hum a carol ... they're gone.
Too, I just returned from a visit to the East Coast. A very good visit, but the zipping from coast to coast leaves me feeling pretty ragged. I got home, looked around, and realized Christmas is less than a week and a half away. No tree yet, no batches of Christmas fudge, not even my usual Christmas music loop playing hours on end until my family runs screaming for the door.
But I *did* get to spend some quality time with my sister and watch the snow fall outside her cozy co-op in New York. So perhaps I should accept that this year I shall have to forego the frantic holiday sprint and content myself with a slow jog (or maybe even a stroll?) through December.
If, like me, you could use a little reminder of the importance of pace during the holidays, check out this column by Barry Nierenberg in the Tallahassee Democrat.
That said, I hope you find that you can proceed at your own pace through the holidays, and that there is time to stroll around, gaze at the sky, and take a deep breath (or two or three) as the year comes to a close...