Life’s Little Pleasures are Never Little
It’s 3:00 a.m. Can’t sleep. Lots on my heart. The warm milk at my side isn’t helping. So here I am thinking about my youngest son, Robby, whose marriage is falling apart, the personal tragedy of a dearest friend’s daughter, and a touching e-mail message from a first year student, Keysha, I received late yesterday [...]
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