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“Don’t come into the attic, I’m wrapping Christmas gifts,” I shouted to my youngest child last December, awaiting her response. She’d recently turned 11, and in my heart, I knew she no longer believed in Santa.”Mom! Don’t forget, I want Monopoly,” she casually called back.I scrunched my eyelids together, holding…

I have been married three times. I have been divorced three times. And now, I have gracefully bowed out of dating or the thought of remarrying.I learned from each of my marriages: Patience, forgiveness, self-reliance, and how to pack a moving van.After decades of hopefully and stubbornly clinging to the…