I already feel late to Christmas. My sister put her tree up right after Canadian Thanksgiving. Holiday ads flood Sunday football. Gift wrap, Christmas sweaters, and advent calendars line the first hundred feet of Superstore. Our workplace held its Christmas banquet last week. A trip tucked into the last month likely distracted me from all the buildup. But now, arriving home—trading African sands for a dusting of snow—I realize the first week of Advent has arrived, and I feel behind. The...