It  can be a spiritual time of year for some of us, fellow blogmates -- for me the birth of Jesus. It can also be a time of union and reunion, getting home (flying standby), going home (hitchhiking the PA turnpike)-- being at home (cooking up a storm, wining and dining the inlaws, the inmates and the in-towners and, yes, our itinerant grandmothers and eternal kids).

 Then also, it can be a sensual and sexy season for loving our intimates -- for me, a special person -- and for you, whoever it may be, remember, friends, love unexpressed dies, so love them.

Let them know, don't hold back. Phone them, flower them, hug and kiss them til the cows come home, apologize, propose, set the date, make it right, hold them tight.  You don't want to be lonely ... tonight. 

Love, Tish xo