birthdays, change of season, God's love, grief


Yesterday would have been my sister’s 51st birthday. For me, birthdays stir the residue of grief more than the anniversary of a beloved’s death. Change of seasons affect me the same way. So, as summer fades into fall, I find myself missing my sister and my mother. A small ache resides in me. Nothing serious. God has healed the deep wounds. But …

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