I don’t know what I’d do without my litter mate, my soul sister, the one who sees me and loves me in a relationship that makes no sense outside of there being a very real and loving and involved God who made us aware of each other at just the right time. Any sooner and we wouldn’t have recognized each other. Any later? I shudder to think.
Be yourself only
different now
somehow
with all
that
grief.
In case you ever
thought that
you were just
a being, just
a humble
presence
you are not just
anything, you
mean something,
more than that
you mean
everything,
because everything that
means something
beats inside
of you.
Cages and Keys 
Beautifully spoken, Charissa.
I have been praying for you, Jennifer. In the quiet places where no one else can see or hear but the One who knows you like no other… I wipe the stray hairs from your brow, kiss you on your forehead, and lay you gently down.
Lovingly, gratefully, humbly…
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