A trio of trinkets on Jamie's kitchen windowsill: a wooden yellow bird with black feathers with the words "Sing to him a new song," along with a miniature Jesus and a wooden cross with the word blessed in cursive printed across it.
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Singing a New Song

More than twenty years ago, when my husband David and I rekindled our relationship that we began in college (maaaany years ago), we, like most couples, had a favorite song. Ours was a bittersweet tune by Dave Matthews Band about a complicated love affair. As time went on, I began feeling a deep, underlying angst about that being the song that we identified with as a couple…
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