9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for September 01, 2006

Transcript:

"A vow of celibacy didn't mean I couldn't look into someone's eyes...for instance...and see the most beautiful hazel...or hear a voice and want to go on listening day and night." "...Or, for instance, that someone's presence wouldn't fill a void in my soul...or make me ache for her return every time she said goodnight." "My vow didn't mean, for instance, that I could not regard someone with gladness and gratitude as a manifestation of God's grace...or that that person could not be you." "For instance?" "Oh, god, yes...For instance."