Just because I don’t expect people to find silver linings doesn’t mean I don’t have faith that we are here for a purpose.  Mainly, I think, to be good to each other and kind in whatever little ways we can manage.  And yes, to forgive – beginning with ourselves.

Santa came early, and the joy of hearing your voices was an ordinary miracle that I can barely reckon – a kerplunk of love expanding toward a more spacious shoreline, as wide as your smile, always opening my heart.

Your voices, your love.  Miracles enough for me.  This is what I wished for.