Words...their impact is amazing. They record our history - the wins and losses of our lives. They mark time, remember our people, and without them, we forget it all. We forget the last time we said I love you. We forget the last time we connected with distant family. Words bring us to each other, to our mercy, to our needful places. Orin says 'thirsty' to me, and I bring water to him. He hugs me, and we drink together. We share his words, his first ever words after Mama and Dada. Thirsty. He is my soul and my love, and his words bring me to my knees in offering.
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