Our sugar bowl is small, glass and always magically full. My husband jokes that there must be a sugar fairy in our home. Sometimes, when the bowl gets a little low, he gives me a knowing smile and wonders aloud when the sugar fairy will appear. Only he drinks coffee with sugar, so the fairy comes for him alone. She is constant through sickness, holidays, hurricanes and the occasional disagreement. Her sugar delivery is a simple act of support, caring and, of course, love. In 22 years, the fairy has never forgotten. — Christine Barney

Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…