The Farmer’s Daughter:My first memories of Christmas when I was 7 or 8, my siblings and I would all get up early, like 4:30 am early, bursting with anticipation of the day. But the rule in our...
Christmas Day Through a Different Lens
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Christmas Morning for a Farm Kid
It was a glorious celebration. However, it always seemed to have to end a little too soon for my family. Growing up, my siblings and I were told that we needed to get home early to get ready for Santa to come. I now know that the reason for our early departure was so my dad could get home and get some sleep before he needed to get up to work…
