My Christmas Decorations Were Ruined Overnight — Discovering Who Was Responsible Surprised Me
Every December, my children and I turned our small yellow house into something that felt alive. It wasn’t about perfection—it was about warmth. Handmade garlands hung unevenly from the porch, strings of lights framed the windows, and a wooden reindeer my kids had painted years ago stood proudly by the mailbox. After my husband passed,…