"I’m having fun with an inescapable subject. How does one approach aging? How am I doing it? I like to think I can still do the things I’ve always liked to do. I can’t, I suppose. But I’d like to judge for myself what I can still do versus what I shouldn’t do anymore. Should I stand on a table plus a few books to change a lightbulb? Questionable. But I don’t want other people to say don’t do that, Liz, when I know I still can. A little risk is thrilling. I also want to learn how to do for myself in a newly instinctive way … after doing for others for so many years (called being a woman). While I still can." - Liz Kennedy

"This song is a true story. As true as a 6-year-old can remember a pivotal event, years and years later. At the very least, I believed in Santa so much that I hallucinated a sleigh sailing across the moon from atop my father’s shoulders on Meriday Lane, 2 blocks from my house. I know the exact spot. And it may be the first time in my life that I suspected not everyone believed me, on my return home. So be it. But the vision of that sleigh informs my subsequent belief that the magic of holidays exists somewhere in all of us grown children. I saw that sleigh. I did." - Liz Kennedy