Advent: Mockingjays and ICU’s

A few days before Christmas in 1993, my dad passed away of stomach cancer and every Christmas since has not been the same. As a result, I became a Christmas Grinch. My "grinchness" had nothing to do with presents, consumerism, or fighting for the "soul of Christmas". For me, it was purely a deep sense … Continue reading Advent: Mockingjays and ICU’s