He bought my pitiful leftovers, rejoicing

by Diane Robinette  All I had left were a few sprigs of frozen statice. Maybe a couple of half-frozen, straggly green leaf. I was out there, waving it in the wind, my eyelashes felt like they were starting to stick together as my eyes watered from the icy wind....

Jack is his same self

by Jack Whedbee  One time, I brought a carp-mft team to visit my family, as we passed thru Georgia. Naoko was the team mom. My older sister was freaking out at how much I had changed. But then Naoko asked my mom if she thinks I had changed much. Mom said- No, Jack is...

She didn’t see my elevated state

by Susan Crosthwaite   One memory I have was of going to a Christmas with some of my family members and my aunt saying ” Oh, You haven’t changed a bit!” She meant it as a complement in relief that I was OK, but I was secretly disappointed that she...

Bad day… Christmas eve

by Brandh Gaarder  I remember eating snow on a fast, selling chocolate and stuffed animals… I felt bad when I tasted pine needles and wild onion… So I ate all the chocolate and stuffed the animals in my shirt and pants to keep warm… Bad day…...

Christmas, a peaceful happy day

by Elizabeth Kang I was in the USA from 1973 to 1982. We used to go to Belvedere on Christmas day to hear True Father speak. I remember the beautiful Christmas tree. We rested all day on Christmas Day and were told that True Parents did not wish us to fundraise on...