“Winter was very long.” a friend wrote to me.
Oh this. I needed this. I think about this dying every moment. It is heart wrenching and it is grace. It is impossible to turn away from. The war and getting older. Having a child just opened me to the end in such a different way.
Heart wrenching and it is grace is such a beautiful way to describe it.
Oh this. I needed this. I think about this dying every moment. It is heart wrenching and it is grace. It is impossible to turn away from. The war and getting older. Having a child just opened me to the end in such a different way.
Heart wrenching and it is grace is such a beautiful way to describe it.