Month: June 2015

I recognize myself in a child's tantrum.

God beggar

“I am a God beggar,” I think, looking down into the hopeful eyes of my two-year-old grandson. I reach down and pull the tiny dimpled arms from around my leg, hold his chubby hands in mine, and kneel down to his level. My head turns side to side. “No.” He mimics. His chubby cheeks turn […]

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