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On Christmas Eve, a woman stumbles through a cemetery, not knowing who or where she is...
Myra sat beside Weston, staring up at the December sky. "I remember sitting in this place watching the moon disappear a little more each night, like the head of a dandelion blowing in the wind. That was how I felt about my life."
"But you know what happens when those dandelion seeds spread," Weston said. "The wind carries them away to be planted and thrive elsewhere. You may feel as if you're losing yourself, but your love is planting hope for new life in others."
On Christmas Eve, Weston Cline frantically searches for the woman he loves, psychiatrist Myra Maxwell. She fled her clinic in the middle of the day, and he's heard nothing from her since. When he can't find her in the city, he decides to search in her hometown, where he's made enemies in the past and must tread lightly.
Will Weston be able to find Myra and help her recover her memories, or will his past sins prevent him from reaching her?
Genre: Inspirational
Myra sat beside Weston, staring up at the December sky. "I remember sitting in this place watching the moon disappear a little more each night, like the head of a dandelion blowing in the wind. That was how I felt about my life."
"But you know what happens when those dandelion seeds spread," Weston said. "The wind carries them away to be planted and thrive elsewhere. You may feel as if you're losing yourself, but your love is planting hope for new life in others."
On Christmas Eve, Weston Cline frantically searches for the woman he loves, psychiatrist Myra Maxwell. She fled her clinic in the middle of the day, and he's heard nothing from her since. When he can't find her in the city, he decides to search in her hometown, where he's made enemies in the past and must tread lightly.
Will Weston be able to find Myra and help her recover her memories, or will his past sins prevent him from reaching her?
Genre: Inspirational
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