I experienced one of those a few months ago and it changed how I looked at life.
It was an ordinary day. I stopped by the mail box before and discovered a small brown envelope with handwriting that I did not recognize. My eyes went to the return address.West Virginia? I knew no one in West Virginia.
Curiosity arose as I walked into my home and put down all the other things in my hands.
“What’s that?” I overheard one of my daughters say. I shook my head and began to open the envelope.
Slowly I took out the mysterious contents. Various sizes and shapes of paper with writing on them. Some typed. Others handwritten. Then I saw a simple handwritten sheet with my name on it.
Dear Sharon it began.
As I read my heart…
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