miracles

He is not one to ask. And now that I think of it, he didn’t. But the request was there in his voice, clear as a cold night sky. There is this, and this, and this, he said through the phone, my little brother miles away, the one there every day, the one of...

Feathers, friends, and sweet little nudges

An email I will long remember greeted me early this morning, coming into focus just as my sleepy eyes adjusted to the dawn. It was from my friend Pam, a kindred spirit who finds it as phenomenal as I do that feathers appear so pointedly in my life just when I need a...

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