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The Tree Shall Stay

The Tree Shall Stay

It is the wee hours of December 28. My children are still asleep, and the husband too. I sit in dark silence writing, the room lit only by my Christmas tree. My gaze moves across the room to the window. The still and dark of winter is pierced with a single row of...
Blessing Bags and the Ripple Effect of Giving

Blessing Bags and the Ripple Effect of Giving

  Two days ago, I posted on Facebook about a simple yet profound interaction I had earlier in the day: Today, as I drove home from work, I pulled up to a stoplight next to a homeless man with a sign that said “Grateful Always”. I rolled down my window...