Christmas is a time of reflection for me. It’s a time when the smell of bread baking or the refrain of a Christmas carol can bring back a flood of memories of holiday traditions which have been handed down from generation to generation. It also brings back memories of those…
Being the mother of one son, Brady, I have made my share of masculine cards throughout the years. My son has saved them all. When I visited him in June, he was displaying some of his favorites in his office. Viewing them was like a walk down memory lane. I…
I have a very good Canadian friend who is experiencing some heart-wrenching challenges in her life. Her daughter Elizabeth, who just graduated from 5th grade, underwent very serious heart surgery five weeks ago. Elizabeth is a warrior and is doing well. However, the stress is starting to take its toll…
