I gave my brother a New York Times subscription.
We change articles.
And so having read the same article, we can discuss it.
She sent me a long subscription so I have access to all the games.
The New York Times contributes to our quality time together.
It enriches our relationship.
It was such a cool and thoughtful gift.
We're reading the same stuff.
We're making the same food.
We're on the same page.
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Merry Christmas and Happy Almost New Year.
2025, at least in my experience, was a year when the future seemed more open, more uncertain,
and maybe in some ways more frightening than at any point in recent memory.
And so I thought I would read a poem for the season
that spoke directly to the experience of transformation, anxiety in its shadow, and hopefully revelation as well.
So this is The Journey of the Magi by T.S.
Eliot.
Cold coming we had of it.
Just the worst time of the year for a journey and such a long journey.