Cloud of Unknowing · Heartbreak · love

My brother’s keeper

At our house, our kitchen counter serves as a place to prepare food, leave messages for each other and drop the daily mail. I came home from Mass today and sifted through yesterday's mail that Husband had fetched from the mailbox. "Oh no," I said, fingering one particular piece. "Yeah," he said, "I was debating… Continue reading My brother’s keeper