Easter has such weird memories for me. Three years ago was the last ‘normal’ Easter for me. We were in the throes of the pandemic. I was writing nearly everyday on FB as the ‘Friendly Neighbor Epidemiologist’. I was also speaking virtually to lots of congregations, pastors, groups. But, I was the old Emily.
The one that hadn’t gotten sick yet.
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