As I take down all the lovely Christmas cards we received this year and reflect upon friendships far and near, old a new, a couple of things come to mind. First, late February may or may not be an appropriate deadline for getting our own Christmas cards out. I may have to let that illusion go this year. And second, no offense to all of your adorable children, but I could give and elf’s armit how much cuter they have grown this year.
What I am really interested in, what we all really want to see, is how you are aging.
Don’t be shy, put it all out there–your face, that is. Come on. Give it up. We are none of us getting any younger. Let’s put all our cards on the table, so to speak. I’d like to know how many times I need to see my dermatologist in the coming year, how much I might be out for miracle creams, and whether or not it’s time to upgrade to a photographer with more refined PhotoShop skills.
It’s too late now, really. Not even sure why I brought it up. But for next year, please, make a note of it. Your face, friends, front and center. Let the kids have their Instagram. The Christmas card belongs to us.