Each person lives but a single life--yet this is not wholly true. While our lives progress as a result of the choices we make--this career, that husband, this town, that house--we are left imagining a life we might have lived. If we are defined by our choices, in what ways are we limited by them? What of the spiritual lives we lead, the inner lives that others cannot truly know? Which life is truest? A woman recalls her special bond with...
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