Just over three weeks ago, my beloved sister lost her balance getting up from putting wood in the wood-burning stove and her right arm was fried on the top of the stove. From her elbow all the way through each of her fingers. I have never seen anything like it. Third degree burns and the pain must be searing her soul over and over again each and every day. I am in awe of her strength. She doesn’t complain, although I’ve heard her cry more than in her entire life (she is
Sending love to your dear sister. And to you.