A Christmas Story

There’s always a sliver of wonder that rides the wind and tingles spines at the tail end of the year. It carries with it a lightness, a sort of magic, an “anything-can-happen” atmosphere making this time the most wonderful time of the year. Christmas means a lot of things to people, and I suppose it changes over the years. For me, this year, it means loneliness and quiet…

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Make Me Over Again

I’ve taken some time working on this post because it’s something that’s been lingering on my mind and in my heart for a long time. I finally began working on it last week but needed a fullness on it. Even now, I seek it as I type. Also, I know you noticed it when you peeked into my vault and I bet you can’t wait for the marriage…