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Lullaby From Room 8116
“Come lay down beside me.” She patted the blanket by her side where pillows surrounded her, creating a nest. I laid down in the nest. “Here, hold my hand,” she said about the hands that are so much like my sister’s. I placed my hand on top of her soft skin to hold her...
“It’s Just Like the Cabin”
When we sold the family cabin on Washington Island after Dad died, I thought I’d be okay with that. It was the summer we’d received an invitation to attend a wedding in the South of France, just around the time my mom and I would have shared our birthdays on the...
For Our Mothers Who are In Heaven
At the hem of Christ’s cloak you wept. At the foot of Christ’s glory you bowed. At the center of centuries you stood, one with the resurrected One, who with two scarred hands, wiped away your tears. For you were convinced that neither death nor life…nor anything else...