Where do I begin? It was Christmas Eve nine years ago. Clifford and I had been married for 2 months. We were headed up to my childhood home in Northern Indiana for Christmas – our first as a married couple. Continue reading
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Where do I begin? It was Christmas Eve nine years ago. Clifford and I had been married for 2 months. We were headed up to my childhood home in Northern Indiana for Christmas – our first as a married couple. Continue reading