Stella is leaving early tomorrow morning with the youth group, and I have been thinking about how much the pandemic changed things. It’s been at least five years since she left home for a week without a parent. She’s a little nervous. Tonight as we were loading her luggage I saw someone I used to talk to regularly, and I’m pretty sure we hadn’t spoken since 2019.
What a strange season we went through.
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June 15, 2024
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