Whether you believe in sweet baby Jesus and his story or not, this time of year is a season of rebirth. Great shifts have occurred to bring life from so much death. Through the depths of winter, shades of darkness lurked beneath the shadows of shortened days only a short period ago on our piece of the earth. Everything stood still. And almost suddenly, now, we are again embracing life––buds and blooms and blossoms, chirps and peeps and the the laughter of children playing outdoors. Color. Every little thing has revolved to evolve. We've pushed past the shadows seeking light. There is new life. There is change.
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She came to America because she felt like God was telling her to go. Her home was at war. Buildings within sight from her window were bombed by the Nazis. Her people were devastated. They were the living among the dead. Others were missing. They just seemed to vanish. Her own cousin ventured out of his home and never came back.
So Jenny disappeared too. She boarded a plane with a one-way ticket to New York City where she would meet and marry a man she met by chance seven years prior in an orchard near her home in Belgium.