The greatest gift of any holiday may be to remind us how far we have traveled down the road since the last time that holiday rolled around â or even over the past half-century or so of holidays.
Last Christmas was the first Christmas I spent without my wife in almost a half-century. She had passed away from a Valentineâs Day stroke in 2018, and I spent last Christmas day in Florida, paddling alone in my kayak, feeling the tides change.
But this Christmas, almost two years after Gailâs passing, I had other thoughts on my mind.