Tag Archives: Christmas

Born to Die

Well, I guess we have a quite a Christmas Eve going on here in Atlanta, thunderstorms and a high of 72 degrees. And I’ve just returned from the ER after getting my daughter’s forehead stitched up from a nasty fall. … Continue reading

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Concealed

  “Grammy,” Katy asked curiously, “what are you doing with this raggedy mess?” Standing in front of the open front door with her hands tucked inside her sweater pockets, she scanned the sofa. Mounds of multi-colored scraps of fabric covered it end … Continue reading

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Being Good

In my mom’s stored-away folder of my childhood papers, I found several years ago a letter that I had written to Santa Claus. Finding great significance in it, I framed it and it hangs beside my bed. At six years … Continue reading

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