God brought respite in the entrance of a hospital; a makeshift waiting room when waiting rooms don’t exist in a Covid world. Vermont grey, a February morning. Is it raining? It’s 28 degrees. It’s cold but the bitter has snapped. Kind of like my attitude. I dreaded the trip. Three hours of waiting around the…… Continue reading Respite in a Waiting Room
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Confessions of a Sinner 