What a people-filled holiday season it’s been, visiting with family from near and far. After the presents are opened, the leftovers consumed and the last dishes washed and put away, it’s the people memories that linger longest. 

The gift that hit the mark, when you weren’t sure it would. The hugs we finally don’t feel guilty exchanging. The long conversations over breakfast, the long walks, too. 

At the beginning of every holiday season I experience a sort of inward groan as I look at the long list of to-dos.  But by this time every year I’m always glad I made the effort. Because behind all the cleaning and cooking, the getting and spending, there’s just one motive: to share the season with the ones I love.