One of the bad things about owning a retail business in the United States is that your personal life goes to hell with the advent of the Christ-child. The laundry piles up, the blog stagnates, the email inbox overflows, and the friends wonder why they never hear from you.
How I long for Epiphany. Not because it marks the arrival of the magi to Bethlehem, but because it marks the tail-end of the post-Christmas returns.
I usually put the magi from my creche across the room, and let them journey toward the baby Jesus throughout the Christmas season. Now I have another good reason to mark that journey from Advent Sunday to Epiphany, and to rejoice as the camels carry the three men closer to the manger.

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