On Saturday, our mail man drove up through the slush on our lane–the white light spinning on the top of his teal hatchback–and delivered a box of Advanced Reader Copies of The Midwife.
I contemplated writing a post about the experience, which affected me in an entirely different way than the first time I held my debut, The Outcast.
And then I thought it might be easier if I just talked to you, my readers and my friends, about this journey and why my heart has been enlarged through The Midwife’s story regarding the healing power of forgiveness and love.
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