Please go read the whole thing, because this is not a we-slept-in-a-rolled-up-newspaper post either. This one does cut to the heart of Christmas.
"My mother patiently mentioned that when her ten children were young she could remember about twenty things we had for toys. That was it. Stuff was not a problem for her because we didn’t have Stuff."
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
In Like Merchant Ships' post So Little Stuff I found this essay mentioned at O Night Divine.