The Christmas I Became a Writer
Some gifts fade over time.
The plastic breaks, the batteries die, the novelty wears off.
But every now and then, someone gives you something that stays with you for a lifetime, a gift that gently shapes who you become.
The plastic breaks, the batteries die, the novelty wears off.
But every now and then, someone gives you something that stays with you for a lifetime, a gift that gently shapes who you become.
