I am chopping onions and garlic for dinner and my two year-old is playing with his cars. My house and my home are humming along just fine. Earlier I had been sent home from work early. The University I work for decided to close campus for the next day and a half due to unheardContinue reading “The Endless Night”
“I guess you’re right,” he said, as she wrapped a scarf around him. “You just get so used to being cold that you forget.”
My heart broke, crying out in pain for another human being. How could we do this to our fellow man?