Some of these special moments were heartbreaking.
In September of 2001, we grieved together as peers as our nation suffered a stupendous tragedy at the hands of terrorists. Sure, we’d mourned together before, her and me, but this time, for the first time, we stood on equal footing as our tears fell.
Mothering an adult is leaky business, I tell you.
2 You yourselves are our letter of recommendation, written on our hearts, to be known and read by all. 3 And you show that you are a letter from Christ delivered by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.
2 Corinthians 3:2-3 (ESV)