From Misery to Magic

The Magic The Misery Our house sits on a hill, and for twenty-five years, I hated that hill. Trying to navigate an icy or snowy driveway without sliding back down, falling off the edge, getting stuck halfway up, or any other unpleasant outcome was the bane of my...

The Unfamiliar Paths of 2023

The Trial and Triumph of an Unfamiliar Path The Year That Was and Its Unfamiliar Paths “I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These...

The Village That Santa Forgot

The Sad Village That Santa Forgot Family History of Our Gingerbread House My husband and I enjoyed making a gingerbread house from scratch each year at Christmas with our children when they were young. After struggling for several years to get the icing to hold the...

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