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Holding Space

By Kellie Purcill

There’s a divot in my back garden, directly outside my eldest son’s bedroom window. It’s still his bedroom, even though he lives away at university. It’s still a divot in the yard, even though it’s the sun-drenched resting place of my dog’s bones, there for a month now. Both gone, in different ways but nowhere …

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Waiting

By Kellie Purcill

Patience is not, nor has it ever been, a quality I’ve possessed, let alone actively sought after. I’ve written many, many, many times about my wishing for definite dates and thick, obvious lines from heaven directing me, or at least giving me an end date of “all will be revealed!” So far, it’s not happened. …

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