My Sailor Father
There was no packing, no preparation, no goodbyes. My grandmother came and gave him his wool cap. He put it on and left in a hurry...
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Jul 30, 20207 min read
To Have a Fighting Spirit: A COVID-19 Story
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When We Choose Forgiveness
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Tumbling into Joy
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To Bear the Past
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A True Power
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What Was Missing
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In the Past
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Forgiveness Is the Attribute of the Strong
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