Lying in my college dorm room bed, still a teen, my dad dropped in for a visit. It wasn't my physical dad; he had passed away a year before while I was in a high school history class.
Read MoreWhen I was 24, I killed myself.
Read MoreAnd if we wonder why it’s so hard to apprehend God or the Big Mysteries, well, we often
don’t even see the small ones.
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