The Middle: Leftovers

TALES FROM THE MOTHERLAND

This Christmas I realized something… there are a lot of leftover feelings and memories that cloud the holidays for me. Melancholy falls on me as Christmas approaches and shift my experience, as hard as I try to surround myself with merriment and new memories.

As a child and well into my twenties, Christmas was the big day— a day when my cousins, my aunts and uncles, my mother and my siblings all gathered together to share a beautiful holiday. There were personalities abounding, wonderful food, great times and difficult times, but we all loved each other and Christmas was filled with joy.

Over the years we have moved in different directions, emotionally and geographically. The reasons are many and complex, as is the case in so many families. Several of the people who were a part of my Christmases past have died, my mother last December. This was my first…

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About Dawn Quyle Landau

Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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