Your description of the tabernacle put me right there inside it. I remember countless symphony concerts with my Mom playing the cello and Aunt Bonnie on the violin. I am so profoundly sad for your experience there and the lasting trauma. Thank you for sharing your story. Much love. ❤️
Thank you so much for sharing this. I love your writing.
Your description of the tabernacle put me right there inside it. I remember countless symphony concerts with my Mom playing the cello and Aunt Bonnie on the violin. I am so profoundly sad for your experience there and the lasting trauma. Thank you for sharing your story. Much love. ❤️
I saw them there too! And Walter on bass. I think it was less the tabernacle itself and more all it represented for me, you know?
Absolutely, I get it.
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