The Art of Gift Giving
It is the middle of January and Christmas is still not only a fresh memory, but very visible. I am at the tail end of packing things in boxes to be taken to the attic and my tree continues to lie in its tree stand outside on my porch. It’s beginning to look ‘not’ like Christmas.
This year my friend from church decided she would host a dinner to celebrate Epiphany. I am not accustomed to…