Loving God, hold the hands of Colleen now and keep her safe; put Your own Spirit into her very breathing and into the new baby, for whom we wait with awe and hope. We ask you this through Christ Our Lord.
Amen.
The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
October, 2019 Nearly seven weeks ago, my dad died. Writing that seems as surreal as the actual experience. And yet, here I sit, fatherless...
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