March has a way of sneaking up on you. One minute you’re wrapped up against winter’s final chill (my fingers are practically icicles as I type this) and the next, there’s a subtle warmth in the breeze, with longer days, blossoming flowers, and birds chirping everywhere. It’s like the world’s taking a deep breath. For me, March has always been a month of festivities; my sister’s birthday, my father’s birthday, and Mother’s Day all align in March. Here’s the thing, though—March wasn’t always just my personal gift-giving season, it used to be a worldwide season for rejoicing too. Centuries ago, …
