A mother’s loss

I find a mother's love to be one of the most precious things in the world. There's nothing else like a mother's touch or kind word. It can move mountains. In particular, I'm fascinated by the story of the Immaculate Mary and her son, Jesus Christ. Whether you believe in the Christ-story or not, the story is unlike any ever told.  …

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My dream: a hug and a vision of peace

I’m flawed. I get angry and fly off the handle easily with little warning. I’m selfish and impatient. I hold grudges and write others off for the smallest of offenses. I can be mean and disagreeable. I curse and swear and would sooner run over you than let you sneak in front of me on …

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