To Love…. July 30th, it’s Sophia’s birthday. Thirteen years have now passed since Sophia turned 22 in hospital, her sweet face captured forever in the photographs—so precious to me, so expressive of Sophie—that my sister, Kaye, took that day. Sophie, propped up on pillows, her long hair tumbling across her shoulders, was glad to have reached the milestone, joyously glad—against all odds—to be alive. How grateful I am for that day, and for the days
Eight Roses There were eight roses in the bouquet upon Sophia’s tomb today, eight lovely, ivory-white roses. Eight years ago today, Sophia died. She had thought about her death. In her usual clear-eyed way, she had considered the possibility of it. I know what she thought. I know too what Sophia would wish to say to us about it. She has signposted the way. In a note I found amongst her papers, Sophia specified the
Of Love and Light. . . Sophie, age 4, with her beloved Auntie Kaye, stepping into the light, Assisi, Italy This Christmas, Sophie’s article about Christian mission has really been resonating in my mind. The article concludes with the following paragraph: “Jesus didn’t lay out a grand plan for a Christian social system. He came to speak to individual men and women to lead them to faith. By busily searching for the mote