I can pinpoint the exact moment when I stumbled onto Christmas that year.
As usual, the moment wasn’t strung in lights or wrapped in shiny paper. I didn’t find it under a prelit tree, or at the big-box store or out on the Information Superhighway.
Rather, I found Christmas just off a quiet country road, huddled inside a ramshackle shed on an old farmstead.
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