December 23, 2019
In 2017, you published my letter, “A Gift of Family.” I wrote that I was adopted in 1953. I found my birth family through Ancestry DNA. Since then, I flew...
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In 2017, you published my letter, “A Gift of Family.” I wrote that I was adopted in 1953. I found my birth family through Ancestry DNA. Since then, I flew...
A special feeling we have in our hearts that is everlasting. An angel on a Christmas tree that reminds us that someone special is watching over us. That unforgettable smile...
It was the night before Christmas down at the shore. All the sea creatures were waiting for Santa and more. The evening tide was low and the moon all aglow,...
When I was a little girl, we went to visit my grandfather. He lived next to the train tracks. At Christmastime, the train stopped and Santa got off and gave...
I see Christmas in a child’s eyes, bright, sparkling with innocence, ready to trust the beauty in each new day. I see Christmas in a child’s eyes, cheery, serene in...
“What do you want to buy Pop-Pop for Christmas?” my mom asked. “A can of sardines,” I’d say. The peculiar Christmas gift was a treasure to my Pop-Pop. Every December,...
It was a blustery, late autumn evening in suburban Philadelphia and my mother was in the kitchen stirring a pot of vegetable soup when the ringing of our yellow, wall...
