Musing with Molly

“Am I not forgetting someone?” wondered Molly Dokkema as she let her eyes wander about the mess on the table.  Molly loved to give others something; to make them happy, glad, surprised.  She was inclined to indulge….William, her husband, and she had since their immigration to New Zealand changed over from the Dutch St. Nicholas’ Eve (5 December) to Christmas.  The sphere was different, Molly thought, especially because in this part of the world Christmas comes in the midst of the summer instead...