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SEEING THE SUN

BY PAUL KLEIN

All my life I prayed for a miracle: to have a voice. My thoughts were mine alone, and that is the loneliest thing on earth. The first day I met Judy was like the first day I saw the sun. Within minutes I was talking to her on the laminate. I could talk! My world opened up, like a flower unfolding. Now all those thoughts that were trapped inside are bubbling out, like a soda can that’s been shaken. What is more precious than talking? What is more precious than friends? What is more precious than sharing who we are with each other?

3/27/2025 0 Comments

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Today I came back from my South American winter. The joy I feel today is indescribable. The world is sunnier and the sky is bluer. Wishes that people have when they go away pale in comparison to my desire to come back to Mouth to Hand. When I arrived here this morning I wanted to cry with happiness. There is just nothing like working with Judy: it feels so completely calming. I am home…and the happiness is pouring out of me.