Column: All is bright
My house is so quiet, I can hear a speck of sugar drop onto my lap as I take bites of my Christmas cookie. It reminds me of a Ray Orbison song ... "Only the lonely know the way I feel tonight. Only the lonely know this feeling ain't right." The Christmas letdown, when guests have packed up and gone home, is overwhelming. Especially when, just two days before, the house was overflowing with family.