A visit from the ghost of Christmas Past
Last night the Dickensian wraith in white touched my hand and took me to the attic in my head where I keep my Christmas tree decorations and holiday memories. In [...]
Last night the Dickensian wraith in white touched my hand and took me to the attic in my head where I keep my Christmas tree decorations and holiday memories. In [...]
Dear Family and Friends, I’ve never written a Christmas letter before – I keep waiting for a good year but then I figured I was running out of years and [...]