A dream is coming true as work begins on Home for Christmas, the first in a number of inspirational movies about my difficult boyhood. As I re-live what were, despite many hardships, golden years, I realize that God must have had a hand in some of our miraculous escapes. The home payments we scraped together, the injuries we barely avoided, the holidays we somehow managed to celebrate – these are my small dramas. In the film, I’m at work, painting a study of Christmas Cottage, — the …