Every year the tree loses its leaves, and the tree gets new leaves–an opportunity for new life.
She knew how quickly and unexpectedly life could be taken away.
What I didn’t realize is how high tech we were in the 60’s.
I felt like there was no other single soul on this planet who gave me five minutes of their day. That is a bad place to be, because one becomes completely vulnerable and blind when they are in that spot.
I did not choose a wimpy life–I chose one to serve and to love.
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