My husband and I joined this program they were having at our gym this year mainly because we liked the tiny rubber bracelet we get to wear for joining the program: it says, “It’s on, Holiday Strong.” Somehow, the dark, twisty, precarious nature of holidays past vanishes when I look at this bracelet and hear these words in my mind. The longing of moments gone by and the idea that I must somehow produce perfect Norman Rockwell moments for my children melts away. The ideas that my food will not taste “good enough,” or my presents will not “be enough,”…