Thank you. . .
. . . you who guide and let go, again and again and again. You show me that love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. . . you…
When life rains on you
The tide is out and the water lies perfectly still under the heavy, grey air, as if waiting, surrendered, for the blessing to be given. One drop and then another,…
Female sons and second firstborns: when you want the really great news
The translators have good intentions with their inclusive language. And maybe we need it in the west. But I think they miss the point. I’m delighted to be a son…