Blink Me Somewhere Else, Please

Picture it: heart on one side of the rope and brain on the other, in a constant tug of war.

Emotionally, it is inconceivable not to see my parents this month. Intellectually, it is inconceivable to even consider it.

My sentimental Christmas heart is swelling, especially with regards to my mother. Go. Bake cookies. Watch Hallmark movies. Rearrange her curio cabinet while she acts…