Today is Russian Teacake Day. I’m rolling dozens and dozens for my brothers for Christmas. Somehow, the repetitive cookie rolling put me in a kind of meditative trance. I thought about my Dad, and grandparents, and the aunts and uncles we’ll miss at Christmas, wondered if tutoring Math, English, or Biology would be a good retirement project. And all the things I have to be grateful for - my brother’s surgery went well, he and his wife will be at the family Christmas celebration, Chuck’s promotion, even the little things, the smell of baking and butter, pretty Christmas decorations, making vegan stuffing for Matt, Tabitha and me. Good morning, good day.
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