We live in Texas. Hours from the Hill Country where the catastrophic flooding occurred and yet it feels very close to home.
One of the 8 yr old girls who died was a classmate of my granddaughter. A dark world… Grief beyond description.
Let us all do what we can, when we can to bring a little light. Cherish your loved ones. Love your little ones. Read one more bedtime story. And yes, the nightlight
I sighed in agreement, feeling all the same things but not being able to put them to words like you. Just beautiful. The world is dark enough but this was good light.
Wow, this is the type of writing I hope to read more of and someday produce. I'm so grateful for your words and your ability to let big questions remain big questions. These days I'm not interested in pat answers but in mystery, tragedy, and somehow finding beauty in the midst of it. Thank you for reminding me of this.
Thank you for the quote. I often think about walking in the 'country of grief'. Your thoughts make me wish I lived near your bookstore so I could visit its shelves and space.
“Isn’t the world dark enough?” Indeed!! I love how you show us how to be light-bearers in our own little ways, in our own little worlds. Reading this was a deep sigh of gentle hope that I can actually make a difference too.
We live in Texas. Hours from the Hill Country where the catastrophic flooding occurred and yet it feels very close to home.
One of the 8 yr old girls who died was a classmate of my granddaughter. A dark world… Grief beyond description.
Let us all do what we can, when we can to bring a little light. Cherish your loved ones. Love your little ones. Read one more bedtime story. And yes, the nightlight
Thanks for your words, Mary.
Your writing always makes me feel like the world is friendlier.
Thank you.
This is lovely. Thank you.
Thanks, Dawn.
I sighed in agreement, feeling all the same things but not being able to put them to words like you. Just beautiful. The world is dark enough but this was good light.
Perfect, Shawn, exactly
Thanks, Sarah.
Wow, this is the type of writing I hope to read more of and someday produce. I'm so grateful for your words and your ability to let big questions remain big questions. These days I'm not interested in pat answers but in mystery, tragedy, and somehow finding beauty in the midst of it. Thank you for reminding me of this.
You're very kind, Drew. Thanks.
Thank you for the quote. I often think about walking in the 'country of grief'. Your thoughts make me wish I lived near your bookstore so I could visit its shelves and space.
Well, you know where to find us. :)
Love your thoughtful writing.
Thank you, Linda.
“Isn’t the world dark enough?” Indeed!! I love how you show us how to be light-bearers in our own little ways, in our own little worlds. Reading this was a deep sigh of gentle hope that I can actually make a difference too.
Thanks, Joan.
You sound like an amazing dad!
Well, I try. With plenty of mistakes along the way.