When I wrote this post last week, I mainly just wrote it for myself as a way of tying some experiences together, and for my mother, whose father I’d written about in the post. Many (well, many for my blog) people have commented on this post, and I am glad it has touched people.
And then this morning I read this writer’s post about a similar, but also very different, experience. I thank her for sharing her story. Go read for yourselves….