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To Love is to Risk Losing
My son-in-law has a new motorcycle. My husband repaired someone’s roof this week – in 90-degree heat – alone. My brother had a stroke. My father was just released from the hospital with more tests to come. To love is to risk losing. To love is to be vulnerable to other people’s choices. To love …[ read more ]
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Who Cuts Up a Three-Year-Old’s Blankie?
I’m afraid I won’t say things right in this post. In it, I speak to children I’ve known – abused, confused, neglected, rejected, alone. But, I’m writing, too, to the broken children inside us all. I’m afraid I won’t say this clearly, but here goes. It is no favor we do to love another. Even …[ read more ]