The New Yorker, September 2001
“Ever since the Christmas of ‘53, I have felt that the yuletide is a special hell for those families who have suffered any loss or who must admit to any imperfection; the so-called spirit of giving can be as greedy as receiving—Christmas is our time to be aware of what we lack, of who’s not home.”
- John Irving, “A Prayer for Owen Meany”
Yep. But: I’m choosing to experience the holidays this year from as purely an aesthetic angle as humanly possible. If I keep myself focused on the visual, I think I can get through them. Superficial, yes, but those of us who are missing things/people do what we gotta do.