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Would there be joy this Christmas? The very first Christmas after our father died probably seemed bleak to my family. I was too young to contemplate how different life would be for us. My older sister Katharine sensed that void and knew Christmas morning would be difficult for my mother and older siblings. I had…
The roots of my family tree go deep. Its branches are gnarled with varying widths and lengths. There has been grafting which has added uniqueness. There has been drought and heat, which has diminished its strength and reach. But it’s my family, and it’s my tree. This article was published previously, and there is more…
One of the best parts about Christmas is seeing it through the eyes of a child. If you don’t have any kids in your house, then you need to find some to share the season with you. Children really don’t care if the house is clean (and I do). They’d rather we spend time…
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