"On Christmas morning 2021, my 10-year-old looked around, having opened most of her gifts, and began to cry. I, meanwhile, felt my blood pressure spike," writes Jenn McKee. "As an interfaith family, we modestly celebrate both Hanukkah and Christmas (along with my husband's December birthday) each year, so usually, this moment is my personal finish line. A time when I pat myself on the back for making ALL the freakin' magic happen, even during a pandemic." So what happened? Well, there was a test — and she failed. What came next might surprise you, though. Kelly Faircloth, Executive Editor |
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