The Marginal Way is a metaphor for life: a cavalcade, a passing parade, in which our own appearance is terribly brief. Best to use it well.
Last night a friend messaged me that she was seriously ill. She’s at that age when women get breast cancer, so that’s what I feared. No such luck; she has a primary brain tumor. I can tell you all the ways she is special: she’s a PhD scientist, a mother, a professor, a wife, a church […]