Daily Archives: February 1, 2019

“Bless me Brigid, For I have ….”

Originally posted on Elaine Reardon:
Bless me Father,  for I  still have visions of fish bones. The spectacle of fishbones stuck in my throat,
 robbing me or my family of the ability to breathe,
 with the offending bone growing larger…

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