As though Ebenezer Scrooge himself had descended upon our household, this December I found myself overcome with a sense of compassion and sadness for my six year old as she sobbed, “Mommy! Is Christmas cancelled? Is it?!? Is it? Christmas is ruined! This is the worst Christmas ever!”

Far from being just a funny episode, this experience unearthed a lot for me and my family. The details of this are told in the following six-part story.

  • Part 1
  • Part 2
  • Part 3
  • Part 4
  • Part 5
  • Part 6
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