Her eyes filled with tears, but she said quietly, "I could die in peace, I think, if the world was beautiful. To know it's being ruined is hard."
Then, in the loss of all the world, when I might have said the words I had so long wanted to say, I could not say them. I saw that I was not going to be able to say them. I saw that I was not going to talk without crying, and so I cried.
She looked at me and held out her hand. She gave me the smile that I had never seen and will not see again in this world, and it covered me all over with light.
I am the one who needs to give thanks for the opportunity that I had to be a part of this miracle. It's enough to know that because of my kidney, my sister has a new lease on life; an opportunity to enjoy her young marriage, to care for her young son. Yes, I give thanks, for Love has conquered by fear.
~ from AFTER THE DARKEST HOUR by Kathleen A. Brehony
Sandy and Ginny knew what they wanted to create for their neighborhood. They started with three goals: to make a safe place for everyone; to offer nourishing meals affordable to all people; to offer job training and work experience.
"We talked to a lot of people, but I was struck that one of our future customers said: 'Create a place where I can barter my labor instead of my soul.'"
