Merry and Bright

I don’t usually send holiday cards. (I started out using a then half-truth ­— that I feel they’re an unnecessary strain on the environment — to cover up what amounted to my own procrastination and forgetfulness. But over time, the environmental factor really did become my main concern.)

But when I got married, I was so enamored of the phrase, “To the Man I Married,” that I once again found myself scanning the shelves for the perfect sentiment. And once again, I found myself with the same dilemmas. 1) I’m a writer and thus picky about the words I choose to represent me, be they my own or someone else’s. And 2) I wear my heart on my sleeve, so it’s hard to find cards that say something I don’t say to and show my loved ones as often as possible. So for the most part, I’m back to not bothering with greeting cards.