I use this reader, y'all, along with the Alanon one- 'Hope For Today'.
A great reflection, Jennie. I am still looking at August 11.
Some time ago I saw my world through a mirror. Then the mirror broke.
Bit by bit I put the mirror together, but it was no longer flat and cast light and colour in all directions.
You be honest, from my teens, I saw my broken-ness as a gift. That I was no longer a black and white mirror. Not even, as some people say, shades of grey.
But all colours, including black and white... just like your quilt.
Thanks.
DavidG.