How He reached me in the fog
Children’s books speak to me. Friends of ours gave us one when Virginia was born that I’ve since read to her dozens of times. I still hear my sing-song voice in my head, saying: “I love your happy side, your sad side, your silly side, your mad side.”
I memorized those phrases more for myself than I did from the repetition. It felt strange to read outloud…
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