For while we are in this tent, we groan under our burdens, because we do not wish to be unclothed but clothed, so that our mortality may be swallowed up by life.
There might be a pair of shoes at the back of the wardrobe that your feet can't manage now, and somehow they never quite make it to the charity bag. For someone else it's the stairs, or a scar, or a diagnosis that now sits underneath every plan. When the body you knew changes, you can miss it with an ache that takes you by surprise.
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