Dear readers,
This was not, strangely, the type of Christmas story I was going to set out to write. But as is the beautiful nature of writing, things didn’t turn out the way I expected them to; they took on a life of their own, and MISUNDERSTOOD MIRACLES is the product of such.
I do hope you enjoyed it. I realize that during this season of joy, family, and utter commercialism that it can be a dark, depressing time for many. For you, I hope this story resonated. You are the reason I wrote this.
There is redemption within us all. There is hope, light, in the midst of this strange & terrible heaviness that we call reality. Please, remember that.
And, for the readers who have been so faithfully supporting my writing: THANK YOU! I’m trying my hardest to get SGS published, and you are such motivation & encouragement during that process.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, & a joyous season to you all.
~Ashlyn
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Misunderstood Miracles
Короткий рассказMairi wants a miracle for Christmas. But the things she has taken as miracles - Kennan and his love, eighteen and its freedom - have only been prelude to a misunderstood pattern: the nature of life is not that it gives, and that it takes away. It...
