By Elizabeth Prata
How are you coping, my sisters? This is going on a while longer than we would like or hope, right? We received word yesterday from our Governor here in Georgia that school is closed for the rest of the year. Many people had an emotional reaction to that news, including me, so I wrote the essay The Grief of an Unsaid Goodbye, and then escaped to my bed for the night.
I am reminded of Elijah, one moment victorious and bold, the next, running in fear and depressed, laying down to die.
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