Walking by her room at night.

Tonight I was walking by Nancy’s room and it pulled me in with a deep, peaceful force. At first I just stood in the doorway, looking, and then I sat down and It was like I could feel her. I sat there, still as maybe I have ever been before, forever. It was like in some sense, I gave birth to something about her, or I held something about her, something I didn’t know before. Something still, and permanent and huge. It was something more than beautiful.

3 thoughts on “Walking by her room at night.

  1. I love your sacred account of walking past Nancy’s room…….so beautiful, rich, real, so full of grace. Thank you for sharing this with us all.

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