“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Calling the Hospital

His voice on the phone is weak. And he can't hear me. No-one has remembered he needs his hearing aids. We yell at each other vainly, frustrated.

'Have you been to our place?' he asks.

'I'm here!' I tell him.

'I wish you were here,' he says.


  1. I've read through your stones Rosemary, and want you to know I'm thinking of you as these days unfold. I hope they hold healing. I wish you strength.


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