Her rich, deep voice is directed towards us.  Her eyes sparkling.  I answer her question.  She exudes joy with a touch of mischief.  We exchange pleasantries.  As in all conversations there comes a defining moment.  She shares that she lost 3 of her siblings in a matter of months.  My heart lurches with the known pain of losing so many in a matter of months.  I hug her.  And a friendship is born.  Decades apart in age.  Unity in the Spirit.  In the morning session she comes running down to greet us.  As I should have ... View Post