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A Brief Remembrance of My Father

Sunset with light in horizon and darkness below.

Posted on July 15, 2024 by Jenn Zatopek

My father had moments of crystalline clarity in which he would say something that would stop me in my tracks, making me pause to catch my breath from the goodness found in his words. These brief times of peace with my father were sacred thresholds through which we would stumble together into stillness and rest awhile in the love that broke through. I recall them with great fondness because they were rare due to my father’s troubles. . .

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