This is dedicated to my best friend, Debbie. I love you. These ornaments are getting old and the bow is a bit wrinkled but I can’t help but feel joy when I look at them. There’s a bit of a story to these, so I hope you will indulge me. About 16 years ago, my husband left me, so it was just me and my son together. He also racked up a considerable debt before leaving the state, and I... Read more