That One December
There’s this crazy family story that runs through our house nearly every single December. It’s not the traditional story of presents, tinsel, and snow. It’s one of those true stories that somehow becomes family legend as more years go by. You see, seven years ago we did this crazy wild thing called buying a house. We’d been bumping from rental to rental at an alarming rate, and that particular year found us, once again, caring for Nana. Now, I confess,…