I heard our daughters yell, “Dad, you’re supposed to be fasting!” I poked my head into the kitchen to see Francis foraging in the cheese drawer of the refrigerator.
I heard our daughters yell, “Dad, you’re supposed to be fasting!” I poked my head into the kitchen to see Francis foraging in the cheese drawer of the refrigerator.
But, as I waited and watched in our village market that day, I realized that no one in the store knew who I was…
… Fueled by a colossal sense of relief, I march back into the house, going room by room to purge all evidence of Christmas…
Can Milkids Cope With Future Uncertainty?
… With her head down, she said quietly, “I don’t like talking about the future. The unknown stresses me out.”…