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I am not a mom, nor am I a father, instead I am a caregiver. In my social circle, I have always been the caretaker. Even when I was homeless, I was the caretaker. That is how I wound up with the nickname, “Momma.” It just breaks my heart to think that there are some of you who will not receive the warmth of love this holiday season. In light of this sadness, I am opening the doors to the home that is in my heart, and welcoming each and every one of you inside to sit by the fire. Let us regale each other with stories, rejoice with music, and bask in love. Continue reading







