So I thought about it, and here’s my theory. Those “firsts” are universal, and they stick with us longer than the “seconds” and “thirds.” The “firsts” are always and forever part of who we are. I think we carry those people who experienced them around with us always. To ...
You thank God for them … every one of them. You miss them … every one of them. You love them … every one of them. They knew it then. And they know it now … though they are ten zillion light years away. The weight is lifted from your heart and rests upon the lids of your...
But I can’t shake the vision. Every so often I return to the idea and ask the Lord if I’m supposed to do something with it. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a clear “No” — at least I hope I haven’t just ignored it — but neither have I gotten a definite “Yes.” ...
was obsessed with playing but not very good about the release part. He had the strongest little front arms that he would wrap tightly around his toy and it was so much effort to get it away from
The tears I fight are real enough. Sometimes it is my death — a near miss in an automobile or a news report or whatever, and suddenly I see her receiving the word and I want to hold her, tell her it’s not true, dry her tears and kiss her eyes and make it all right again. ...