When I was on the cusp of becoming a woman – still just a young girl, of course, but “becoming a woman” is what we call it when a young girl is thrust alone into a bloody river and must find a way to survive – when I was on the cusp of this, my father found a feral cat in the woods behind our house and, being a biblical scholar, named the wild thing Ishmael.
It's crazy how we remember different things. I hadn't remembered that Ishmael got pregnant & that's how she became ours. But I do remember Dad deeming Kris "the cat whisperer."
You know I love this one, Shan. ❤️
It's crazy how we remember different things. I hadn't remembered that Ishmael got pregnant & that's how she became ours. But I do remember Dad deeming Kris "the cat whisperer."
Ah, yes, when it comes to things that matter, it's not the economy, stupid, it's the STORIES.
Stories reveal who and what and where we really are, and what our purpose is. Shannon, you tell good stories! They matter!