We are all somewhere else, during.
I watched, hoping she wouldn't come out too broke. It's all you can do for people sometimes, no matter how much you love them.
And then there's the truth beyond that, sitting like an old rock under green creek water: none of these things matter. Right now, in this moment, we have love. We have it in the sound of my daughter's laugher, in Mom's and Georgia's locked fingers, i...
