Pure Joy and Poetry
Monday, January 7, 2019
Mourning & Feasting, December 8 2018
It was a leaden weight in the conversation. No one felt comfortable eating, there wasn't much to say. But the sweet thing was, we all leaned in. We all cared, and it was OK. Because, what else do you do if you've lived through hell? Pretend?
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