Lilith Saintcrow

It’s snowing again. The entire street looks like a greeting card. The back yard looks like it’s covered in whipped topping–the peaks and valleys of kid footprints last night have turned into dimples and soft peaks like beaten egg whites.

It’s beautiful.

We celebrate Solstice around here, and Christmas is mainly for the kids getting to rip up wrapping paper. For many reasons, this year’s holiday season has been…well, tremenjous. I think this is the first Christmas season I’ve ever enjoyed. Ever. For a variety of reasons.

Christmas Eve is usually a time for me to indulge in a bad-tempered post about how people should be decent all year round, not just thinking one day of putting up with their family or being passively-aggressively nice to people makes up for 364 of being an asshole to all and sundry. There. Duty done.

So this year, the holiday season is actually nice for me. It’s awesome. Thank you to everyone who helps make it so–you, dear Reader, and the Muffin, the Princess, the Prince, and the UnSullen one, the Selkie, my F-list, my editors, the dedicated fans over on the forum and…

…there are too many to thank. This is a good problem to have.

And so to you, whoever you are: I hope you are safe, happy, and healthy. Thank you for being my cohabitant on Earth. Thank you for being part of humanity. Have a good holiday, of whatever stripe you prefer to celebrate.

Peace.

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