The Light We Find In Our Stories

As the days got longer this year, I found it darker than usual. It’s been a rather dark time — and in the darkness, there is an abundance of quiet — so much quiet that I haven’t been able to find the words to blog. Don’t worry — nothing in particular has been wrong —…

Merry Everything that’s Holy

Originally posted on Barbara Ganias Comstock:
After the long, hard slog of autumn, it’s the morning of Christmas Eve.  I am a swirl of thoughts and emotions as I face my fears and count my blessings.  My older daughter is home from college, having survived her first semester with many triumphs, and my younger one…