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It’s that time of year — the “love” holiday is just around the corner — Valentine’s Day. I’ve never been a fan of this made-up excuse to entice (pressure?) people (mostly men) to spend silly amounts of money on silly things to prove just how loved their partner is. There are saccharine words and images on cards, pounds of candy, overpriced, crowded and understaffed restaurants selling a night of romance and ostentatious displays of flowers, worst of all, delivered to the partner’s place of work.

so my soul is made for you, oh God

As a radiologist, I look at the interior of the human body every day, but have yet to see a soul. That does not mean it doesn’t exist.

Like crumbled pieces of glass, we offer our broken lives to God.

Alone she sat, Old, wrinkled, bent.