Driving home from work last night, I couldn’t help but notice my neighbor’s Christmas tree shyly peeking through the front curtains, like a middle-schooler waiting for his que to come back out on stage. It’s moments like this that I…
Driving home from work last night, I couldn’t help but notice my neighbor’s Christmas tree shyly peeking through the front curtains, like a middle-schooler waiting for his que to come back out on stage. It’s moments like this that I…