Category Archives: Compassion

Wrecked

“Do we have to do this, Mom? I don’t want to go.” My son’s words echoed aloud the thoughts going through my own head. I didn’t want to go, either. It wasn’t that I didn’t care or that I don’t … Continue reading

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He clearly needed help. Stopped at a light with my boys in the car, I looked over to my right and saw him – a slightly disheveled, elderly gentleman trying to balance a heavy bag of cat litter on his bicycle. … Continue reading

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