It’s a grace to recognize gifts. Yesterday, the gift of searing a moment was received. It began with getting my son out to the bus. Normally they show up right at seven, but today were delayed. I took out my phone and began one of several prayers I try to get through for my children. The worries of tomorrow kept interrupting and I found myself in tears mid prayer. My son Paul is twelve. Even with Downs, his tween-ness normally... Read more