Calmly Chaotic

It's December 28th, I wrangled our twin girls into doing kundalini yoga with me this morning and I've had exactly three cups of coffee - so I'm feeling pretty wonderful and just inspired enough to publicly commit to bringing back my weekly essays - only this time, let's just call it "weekly-ish essays" (because I'm all about the low pressure these days). So here goes!

Christmas morning in our home growing up involved a plethora of waiting. Waiting for our parents to get dressed, waiting for the video camera to be set up, waiting for the bloody caesars to be stirred... I could go on. And all the waiting was part of the build up of anticipation, but it was also an…