I can go out to a restaurant and no longer think the people at the next table are sending me messages in their sentences.
There is real joy in offering and receiving good will and in coming together despite our differences.
I called my children by each other’s names, missed appointments, left my keys in the running car.
To live in the unknown, in the uncomfortable, is a challenge for Christians and writers alike.
She convinced herself that the people on the walls were really her family.
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