May 8, 2011 by Anita Mellott
I watched as she peeled the onion. She struggled to grip the knife and then began to painstakingly slice the onion. As I looked at her bony fingers and now frail hands, my heart clenched and I thought of her hands, once strong that were:
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As an only child, the mango tree and books were my haven in a lonely, busy world. From high up in the mango tree, I’d watch passersby and wonder about their lives. I now know that life comes at us fast—the good, the bad, the expected and the unexpected. And that words can deeply influence us. I hope this site will be your haven where you can be refreshed by words that bring hope and encouragement.
