Uncle Ray’s Full Parking Lot: When Love Arrives Only After Death

you raise kids, you survive, and then you’re told you’re a bad person because you didn’t… what? Sit on someone’s porch every day?”

The argument was forming itself perfectly.

The modern American defense:

I’m busy. I’m overwhelmed. I’m doing my best.

And sometimes that’s true.

And sometimes it’s just convenient.

The pastor tried again. “This isn’t—”

But the continue reading …