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The art of gift giving fulfills a part of me that I can’t quite put my finger on. The audible gasp of excitement that comes after a dear friend rips away tissue paper practically gives me the ability to fly. Maybe it’s my natural urge to nurture and provide. Maybe it’s the not-so-everyday specialness that […]
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The art of gift giving fulfills a part of me that I can’t quite put my finger on. The audible gasp of excitement that comes after a dear friend rips away tissue paper practically gives me the ability to fly. Maybe it’s my natural urge to nurture and provide. Maybe it’s the not-so-everyday specialness that […]
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The art of gift giving fulfills a part of me that I can’t quite put my finger on. The audible gasp of excitement that comes after a dear friend rips away tissue paper practically gives me the ability to fly. Maybe it’s my natural urge to nurture and provide. Maybe it’s the not-so-everyday specialness that […]
read the blog
The art of gift giving fulfills a part of me that I can’t quite put my finger on. The audible gasp of excitement that comes after a dear friend rips away tissue paper practically gives me the ability to fly. Maybe it’s my natural urge to nurture and provide. Maybe it’s the not-so-everyday specialness that […]