Of course my thoughts are with the people of Christchurch (for many years my home). Where else could my thoughts possibly be at a time like this?
And, what I trust are more valuable, my prayers are for them as well, and for all our country.
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Working Through It
Once upon a time there was a woman called Anna Margaretta Brereton, and she had ten children.
One by one, five of her children died. After the loss of her fifth child, she withdrew to her chamber and began to sew. She cut, she basted, she pieced, she appliquéd, she embroidered.
She hand-sewed not only a full, sweeping bedspread for a four-poster bed, but all the drapes and hangings to go with it.
The Problem with Ambidextrosity
(besides the fact that it isn’t really a word.)
Let us suppose for a moment, that, like Horatio Nelson, you lose the use of your dominant hand.
