Imperfect but Perfect
“Look, I picked up more leaves than you!” boasted Jessica, my five-year-old cousin. “Thanks!” I answered, quickly sweeping up the scattered remains of what had been a nice, tidy pile of leaves. “You did a...
A Father’s Love
It was autumn of 2012. My father returned from a business trip to America with terrible back pain. The doctor took x-rays but couldn’t find any problems. “You must have pinched a nerve,” he said....