For the Northern hemisphere, the days grow short; the sun has run south. For us here in the South, we near the height of summer. The end of the year marks time for self-reflection – no matter our location. It should be a time of joys and family. But for many, December marks a time of depression. I admit to having the blues in the holidays. This often translates into my writing. I will embrace my feelings and I will wait for the new year. For my rebirth in the cycle and for my writing to catch up on my feelings.