Those two happy days had healed the wound of my parents’ split just enough for this departure to rip it back open.
I had no idea that this would be the last time I’d ever see him, but something in me must have had an inkling, because I cried like I knew it was our last goodbye.
Members are expected to obey whatever they are told without any hesitation or skepticism.3.
So it’s interesting for me to look at the rules I now eat (and live) by, many of which didn’t form consciously but instead resulted from habit, grooves that just kept wearing deeper over time.
Like Craig with his list, I have no intention of this being a “here’s what you should do” post.
I offer a prayer for my daughter that she will hear the small still voice inside. Her own voice, the one that encourages good choices.
And the voice of spirit, the perfect combination of holy and humanity.