“Is there something wrong with me?” I said to myself as I left the mother’s prayer breakfast. A wave of loneliness enveloped me in an almost physical way as I thought about how I had been in a room with 15 other women yet felt so isolated and alone.
“Is there something wrong with me?” I said to myself as I left the mother’s prayer breakfast. A wave of loneliness enveloped me in an almost physical way as I thought about how I had been in a room with 15 other women yet felt so isolated and alone.
