The Still, Small Voice

The Still, Small Voice

Saturday began as a perfect day…the balmy weather almost whispering, it’s spring! Blue skies framed the background of the bright lemon sun, toasty-warm. I shed my winter coat in exchange for the day’s warmth, so liberating after days upon days of knife-cutting cold. Uptown, Dallas. City sidewalks teeming with sweater-clad people of every age. Moms…