“I can’t find the thing,” I spat into the phone. “Which thing?” my husband questioned me. “The thing. The thing! The thing that tightens the car seat!” My patience thin, I shouted into the…
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The ornaments and trimmings are all packed away. The signs of Christmas no longer blinking and twinkling. All that remains is a basket of well wishes. Each card represents a bond. A love shared…
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“Ms. Hatcher, we’d like to present you with these cross necklaces as a token of our appreciation.” I stared at the two necklaces in my hand delicately wrapped in a sheet of copy paper,…
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It was Christmas morning. We sat on the floor surrounded with crumpled paper and presents watching our then one-year-old daughter squeal and clap over her gifts. The tree twinkled on and off while out…
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“Oh my! You shouldn’t have!” No really, you shouldn’t. That silver plated moose walnut cracker from your Uncle Morris or perhaps it was the reindeer sweater with jingle bells on the antlers from your…