This short story, written by my wife, about one of her ancestors who did not have a lot of money but was rich in love, brings me to tears. The setting is Kaysville, UT in the mid to late 1850s. For me it puts the proper perspective on giving and Christmas. It is not the value or quantity of the gifts we give or receive but the love which fills our hearts that brings joy and happiness.
Homemade Shoes by Suzanne Mann
“Come here, my darlings. Let me secure your feet!
School is very far away, and the weather is frightfully cold today.”
