"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
Anna O'Neil writes, raises kids, and gets excited about birds. She lives by the motto that "Anything worth doing is worth doing badly," and spends most of her free time trying to figure out what she's supposed to be doing with her free time. You can find her writing at Aleteia, Verily, and Mind&Spirit.
