Before Thanksgiving, I said in this space I would eat only two bites of everything at my family’s traditional meal. And I did just that.
I so rarely complete a project or a resolve or an intention that I’d like to start there in my rejoicing. I did it, or as my grandson Caleb, age 5, would say, “You did it! You did it! You did it!” He is obviously hyperbolic -- and what a terrible thing to be hyperbolic on behalf of minimalism.