It’s December and the promise of Christmas is in the air Jolly Santas are ringing bells on toasted almond-scented street corners the city is breathing a a dream drenched in Christmas wreaths, red ribbons and holiday sales Tall winter boots greet the snow-packed streets Icy windshields are waving back to honking cars people are sunken…

I am drinking superpower juice from a coffee mug to make me strong and ready to fight the roaring, scaly dinosaurs attacking my son under the dining room table chasing away dragons, and fighting for princesses I have become a superhero without a cape in the sparkling eyes of a child I am brave and…