Christmas is the season of lights and color in a dark winter world. A time that’s expected to be about celebration and joy. And yet, sometimes, Christmas can ache as much as it glows. There was a time, after our son’s accident, that everything ached. I remember being in a room of people and feeling like I wasn’t connected to anything or anyone. Lights and laughter only highlighted for me what was missing. It felt like the holiday season came in black and white that year—marke
2020 was the year that everything changed, it seemed. So many were sick…so many came here to Tioga County to heal. Our sacred places became sacred for so many more folks. So much of that year was ugly. I was scared—scared for those I loved and for myself. Some folks who I cherished did die that year. And yet….. Last night someone posted a very colorful photo of the canyon. Honestly, our leaves look nothing like that photo this year. I try to keep it real and have showed you w
