It’s October, and fall, my favorite time the year. Maybe because we get our first taste of “cool” that lifts the heavy off the Florida heat or maybe it’s that the calendar tells me it’s okay to bake pumpkin bread again (even though the cans of pumpkin are sold in the store year round). I don’t know, whatever it is, I just love this time of year.
But fall also means I’m only a couple of months away from my least favorite time of the year.
December and Christmas.
A season most everyone loves.
But not me.
I got stuck in a love/hate relationship with Christmas.