My family and I are “live Christmas tree” people. We love the difficulty getting it in the front door, vacuuming pine needles literally all year long, the daily shouts of, “Did anybody water the tree?” Okay, maybe those aren’t the reasons we love live trees, but clearly the positives outweigh the negatives, because as long... Continue Reading →
A Grieving Mother Dreads Christmas Traditions
Today my daughter asked whether we would hang my son’s stocking for Christmas this year. Our first year without him. My honest answer is, “I don’t want to.” I don’t want the reminder. I do better without the reminders, which makes me feel guilty. But then again, practically everything seems to cause Mom Guilt, so why... Continue Reading →