A quiet whisper on a very loud Internet. Can you hear me?
Monday, December 12, 2016
A sign in front of a church said Restoration. We were on the way to a Christmas parade with my neice, her husband, and their new baby. We've had a lot of separation in our family, for years, that my Dad tried to remedy, though he was mystified by it. When he passed we all starting talking again because it somehow opened the door between us and, honestly, we had to. So here we are a little over two years later, talking, living, going to parades. I was really happy to see that sign.