By Barbara Fertig

This Christmas will be my last with my daughter, who is now in hospice care. It will mark the end of what I thought was the proper celebration of Christmas. Next year will not, however, be an attempt to recreate the past without her. I will be giving my own gift of service to some of the 400 homeless who show up at the door of Trinity Methodist Church here in Savannah. I look forward to the joy of pouring hot chocolate in their cups.