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Surprised and Touched
It was an ordinary grey morning, typical December in Vancouver. I was at the breakfast table, looking out the window at the red beech, now bare of all leaves. And suddenly, softly, unexpectedly, I teared up. I was surprised and touched by the sweet preciousness of being alive — the wonder of it, the mystery, the...