I called Mom while I was shopping and asked, “Should I bring chocolate cake or apple pie for Christmas?” – Welcome

My parents’ wrapped gifts were in the trunk.

Mom’s coffee sat beside me.

And inside my purse was a cream-colored envelope containing the largest Christmas present I had ever planned to give anyone.

A house.

Two months earlier, I had purchased my parents a one-story brick bungalow outside Columbus.

It wasn’t enormous.

Two bedrooms.

Two bathrooms.

A small backyard.continue reading …