Is it me, or do the most chaotic moments in life seem to be on the way to church? At a recent Sunday service, I had finally, frantically landed in a pew. My parents had patiently saved a seat for me and my son. Of course, within five minutes, I had impatiently hushed my mom for "whispering" too loud and given my dad a look for not hearing.
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