Sunday, September 20, 2009

Operating Instructions



“I heard someone say once that forgiveness is having given up all hope of having had a better past.” –Anne Lamott Rainy days always make me feel twelve again, hiding in my room with Vivaldi and another round of reading “The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle,” the window cracked and a comforter, alone but not the least bit lonely. Once, when I was eight, I climbed up on the roof of our shed in a rainstorm just as it was passing and prayed to God that if it would just come back for a few mor...
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