Today we hopped back on the Skype bandwagon, and it has already done amazing things. For almost nothing, I can call home to the precious friends I left behind. They know I belong up here just as well as I do, but it is so good to hear that familiar voice every so often.

The best call I made today was to a good friend, a second mother, the lady who stayed with me at Mom’s graveside until the end. Until I could cry enough and allow them to lower her into the ground, she stayed when everyone else was gone. I’ll never ever be able to thank her enough for those moments, her prayers, her presence.

And today, she prayed with me for employment, she prayed with me for peace. I cried – sitting at a computer – with a headset on – from thankfulness for her and this blessed thing called the Internet.

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