It was cold in Vienna. Winter had snuck up on us and I could no longer crack the window in my tiny dorm room. I lay on my bed staring up at nothing. Like a treetop perch it stood six inches from the ceiling to make room for storage underneath. I counted the holes and hieroglyphs students before me had made, their own versions of ‘Starry Night.’ I waited for direction, measuring the silence with the beating of my 20-year-old heart.
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Read the rest at Bronywn Lea‘s place where I’m guest posting for the series ‘Words That Changed My World.’
Praying With One Eye Open 
Oh, Hanna, I am in tears. Your hands are wringing my heart. The life in your writing, your words, is exhilarating and emotionally charged.
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What a lovely thing to say. Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it. ❤
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I’ll never forget. You made the right choice. We knew you would. God is good.
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Yes, he is. 🙂
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