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Have you noticed? The swallows are back. They’re so much fun to watch, gorgeous little things. They make me think of the Bellingham Games. Of evenings of golden sunlight, warm summer air, the grounds quiet and abandoned after a busy day—all your own. The dance platform open, the rows of seats vacant. Slipping off my shoes and dancing barefoot across the platform raised just above the grass. Not dancing for judges, no critiquing eyes watching me and comparing me to their son or daughter, just me, my God-given gift, for God. I bet He was smiling as He watched me dance.

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