Posting to honor of a living saint—family—friend of the best kind, forever.

If I were to tell the whole sorted tale, it would be quite a long story. The short version is: right now life is coming undone, again. I am not sure it is all together a bad thing, but it hurts. A lot. However, in the midst of it   …    love breaks in, bits of grace and light, forgiveness, presence.

… When you feel better, I will be here. If you never feel better, I will be here. In short, I am always here. Always loving you very much. Go be well….

That everyone would have and hear these words when they need it, hear my prayer.


3 thoughts on “here

  1. Beautiful and necessary. May we all hear it and may we all say it to each other more often than we think we ought.

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