Tender words we spoke to one another are sealed in the secret vaults of heaven. One day, like rain, they will fall to earth and grow green all over the world.
~ Rumi
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One day Leslie went to work and emailed me that she had forgotten her phone in her car (in case I tried to text or call her). Later, she shared she had retrieved it. She wrote:
Retrieved me phone. And am now soaking wet - well. my pants are anyway. I can stay in my office until I leave this afternoon, though, so that is good.
I wrote back:
This is how your email sounded to me -
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