A Christmas Eve Retrospective

By Mary Ellen Mitchell, Lydia’s House co-director At 2pm on Christmas Eve I started gathering vases and table cloths to head to Lydia’s House because we were hosting “songs and stories” and an Italian dinner by candlelight, an event Meridith and I concocted to try and make things more festive at the shelter. I typically hate Christmas, but the guests at Lydia’s House take it to a whole new level, descending into despair for the birth of our Savior. As such, we thought it might be nice to give them something, besides sadness, to focus on. I arrived at our