It was so unlike me. I took it right from in front of her and left her empty-handed. I had never done anything like it before, and I didn’t even feel bad about it. Neither did the others. Almost everyone was doing it, and she was the one most often on the losing end. Over … Continue reading Dirty Santa

Think of your life as a sweater; like a well-loved gift from God.

... my attempts at avoiding an honest answer were wearing me down. This was my chance to stop the madness. This was the time to come clean.