by Valorie Quesenberry | Dec 25, 2020 | Bethlehem, Christmas
I looked for an image of the Nativity to accompany a Christmas social media post and all the options displayed on my stock image site were cartoonish, Precious Moments-ish, Willow Tree-esque, unreal. There were no depictions with actual people. And I wondered –...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Dec 5, 2020 | Christmas
The other day I heard Burl Ives belt out his Christmas classic, “Have a Holly Jolly Christmas.” It was the first time for me to hear the homey tune this season, and it usually evokes in me the mental image we traditionally associate with Christmas – warmth, family,...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Dec 23, 2019 | Christmas
Her picture was ragged around the edges. Brittle from the freezing temperatures. Fading from being carried in his pocket. But it still warmed him to look at her. Rose. A summer flower. A fragrant, beautiful flower. In his mind, he was walking with her through the...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Dec 16, 2019 | Christmas, Uncategorized
This short story is dedicated to my friend, LuRhe, in loving memory of her daughter, Jacinda Edwards Stetler, who was a devoted and beloved teacher. Tommy was dirty. His overalls were ragged. His hair had a cowlick that sprouted like new alfalfa on the back of his...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Dec 9, 2019 | Christmas
The day Sally Anne Jenkins stepped off the bus carrying her red suitcase, the world turned upside down. “That’s Bobby’s girl.” The townsfolk said. “Cutest couple you ever did see. And then he went and got himself kilt over in the war. Over there fighting the...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Nov 22, 2019 | Christmas
Jennilee looked forward every year to Christmas. Sure, it was her favorite time of year and her little café did better during the holidays than at any other time. And, best of all, it was a celebration of the Savior. But she looked forward to it for one other...
