Once, This Whole World Had Been Hidden

So Something Had Begun, And Now She Could Not Stop It. Twin Threads Ran Through Her: Fear And Excitement. She Could Leave This Place Today. She Could Start A New Life Somewhere Else.

No One Could Suspect The Intricate Mysteries Of Her Heart.

My First Job Was In A Nursing Home - A Terrible Place In Retrospect. It Was In An Old House, And The Residents Were So Lonely. People Rarely Visited Them. I Only Stayed There A Couple Of Months, But It Made A Strong Impression On Me.

The Challenges In This Place Are Real And Sometimes Very Difficult, But I've Learned To Slow Down And Look For Beauty In My Days, For The Mysteries And Blessings Woven Into Everything, Into The Very Words We Speak.

It Seemed There Was No End At All To The Lies A Person Could Tell, Once She Got Started.