I stepped out of the psych ward and into the hall after visiting—we’ll call her Suzy. She was a preteen; a basketball playing, honest yet sneaky, beautiful, hilarious little girl.
Read MoreOur days on Iona were coming to a close. I had climbed Dun I. I had walked a good bit and had viewed the North Atlantic from every side of the isle. I had broken bread with pilgrims.
Read MoreA lot of questions come at you post-pilgrimage. The easy ones are asked by polite friends that want you to know they noticed you were gone for a bit. “Have a good time? Glad you went?” Easy. “I had a wonderful time. I’m very glad I went.”
Read MoreAs I journeyed through Advent this year I often felt like I had opened a puzzle box that was filled with wonderful pieces but they had nothing to do with one another.
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