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Share your gifts...

I lost a close friend this holiday season.




Another dear friend left some time ago, moving to Maine.

Our love of art fashioned both friendships.




We learned the art of docent-ing together.

Kathee’s daughter discovered a gift with my name on it.

Deidre’s present arrived in the mail the same day. Eight perfect biscotti, handmade.

A Gift-of-the-Magi-lump-in-my-throat moment.

My gift to Kathee sits wrapped under the tree. A comforter. Soft and warm.

I have no gift for Deidre.

To give.

Or not give.

Or not be able to give.

There is an art to the giving and receiving of gifts.

A Christmas red stack-pack present for Gail

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