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April 05, 2015



That might be the most wonderful thing I ever read on a blog. Thank you for sharing!


You are a wonderful writer. This is a great story, and paint the picture beautifully.


How many times have so many of us gone to church simmering with the leftover anger of getting us all there!? Such a beautifully shaded picture.


What a beautiful story. GOd bless.

Jessica (the celt)

Woman, when are you going to write that memoir? I want to read all of the connections you make between the world and human life, because I am always caught up and windswept by each connection you make, each thread you sew to show me something else that makes this world beautiful -- and makes us human, fragile and still full of quiet strength. You are an amazing writer, and you hardly fail to touch my heart in a way that exactly needs it right at that moment.

Thank you.

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