As I light those little lamps each evening, we are reminded that this is where we belong, that we are bound here together forever…To fill a house with such light is such a simple thing yet it serves to distinguish a house from a home. That is why, when our boys hear the match strike, they race to the kitchen. For them, it is the moment when a cold, empty room becomes a warm winter wonderland.

As I light those little lamps each evening, we are reminded that this is where we belong, that we are bound here together forever…To fill a house with such light is such a simple thing yet it serves to distinguish a house from a home. That is why, when our boys hear the match strike, they race to the kitchen. For them, it is the moment when a cold, empty room becomes a warm winter wonderland.