A Mother's Heart, Intertwined: Crafting a Necklace of Love I remember one blustery December morning, the kind where the scent of pine needles and ginger fills the air, and you know Christmas is just around the corner. I was perched by the window, sipping a rather potent cup of builders’ tea, watching the flurry of activity outside, thinking about all the mums out there, the unsung heroes of every ...
