Yes, three faces -- among the multitudes -- to see. A couple of days ago, I saw a remarkable face on Skype, the face of a young woman named Joy.
My nephew Tyler is visiting her at her family's home in Buenos Aires during his winter holiday break from college. He met her some time ago in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, and spent only a short time with her but made plans with her then to visit her in Argentina.
I hadn't met her before the Skype call, but it took just a moment of seeing her Joy-full smile to understand why Tyler decided to spend his break with her. It wasn't an ordinary smile. It was a smile that just came welling up from her being and brimming over from her with no affectation, continually and more and more joyful as the minutes of the call passed. It felt as if her beaming face was a healing vortex.- Dick
My nephew Tyler is visiting her at her family's home in Buenos Aires during his winter holiday break from college. He met her some time ago in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, and spent only a short time with her but made plans with her then to visit her in Argentina.
I hadn't met her before the Skype call, but it took just a moment of seeing her Joy-full smile to understand why Tyler decided to spend his break with her. It wasn't an ordinary smile. It was a smile that just came welling up from her being and brimming over from her with no affectation, continually and more and more joyful as the minutes of the call passed. It felt as if her beaming face was a healing vortex.- Dick
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