Our Unwanted Christmas Present Left Us All Wanting

It’s not always fun to receive surprises at this time of year…

Our Unwanted Christmas Present Left Us All Wanting. It’s not always fun to receive surprises at this time of year… I’d soon learn the essential value of being able to let go of the traditions that comfort us.
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I usually love surprises. But since this morning, I’d prefer a lot less of them.

I’m writing this to you on Boxing Day eve, otherwise referred to as Christmas Day. In all honesty, as much as I tried making the most out of today, it just didn’t feel…




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