This morning my husband and I were remembering winter, how we waited and worried for something to change, to improve during the long months of Covid isolation....
There’s no hustle and bustle. There’s no cheek-kissing or champagne-glass-clinking or holiday parties that involve squeezing yourself into a dress that you could have sworn fit just fine a month...
That could be you, talking to your grandmother, best friend or next-door neighbor, and you won’t even have to drive far to get such an amazing gift. The holiday season...