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I can’t do this alone. That’s why Christmas happened. It happened so that we can have hope, hope that fights for us. Hope that hinges on a victory that’s already been claimed.  That Santa, he was kind … and kind of plain spoken. And he wasn’t giving me much to work with. “Tell me about a kid from sometime over the years who really made an impression on you.” He thought about… Read More

The power popped, and the air was warm, and 14 of us piled into the thick dark of my parents’ windowless bedroom. We tried to keep the toddlers away from the one lit candle. We tried to keep our 16-year-old eastern European (and non-English speaking) guest from thinking the world was ending. We didn’t know that my dad and some of the other men, watching the roaring blackness out the window, had… Read More

“You’re in good company if you’ve struggled with that.” I lay in the Papasan chair on the screened back porch. The breeze blew and stirred up the leaves on the ground outside. Seventy degrees in December. I’m not in England anymore. I looked up at the stark blue sky. I used to watch planes crisscross the cloudy sky outside my window every minute or two when I lived on the Gatwick Airport… Read More