The angels who walk among us

There is something about the Christmas season that draws our memories to the surface. Stories we haven’t thought about in years suddenly come back with clarity. We sit with family and talk about moments that shaped us, comforted us or carried us through hard times. As I began thinking about what to write for this year’s Christmas editorial, a memory returned that was both difficult and beautiful — one that reminded me of the extraordinary kindness of ordinary people . My grandmother was battling cancer and had moved from Louisiana to Alabama to stay with my parents. Her health declined...

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