Sometimes there are stories that strike at my heart, suddenly, surprisingly. Stories that at once remind me of others that I have listened to before, yet gain poignancy because of where I am in life, and because of who the stories belong to. I read Grace’s words one night after a few intense weeks of working on a personal project. They burrowed deep because they crystallised conversations that I had been granted so generously, so openly just before. I hope to share these stories soon but in the meantime here are the Gohs, a new family of four, writing a new chapter of their lives together.
