It's been a rather difficult week or so at school for SJ. A few times she has just decided to burst into tears in the classroom. All the king's horses and all the king's men haven't been able to figure out why.
I suspect one of her greatest frustrations (shared by those around her) is that her processing and expressing of language is hindered. She will sometimes be in obvious distress of some kind, but be unable to express it in a way that those around her can understand and help.
I do not know what it is. I do know that there will come a time when she will be freed of these constraints, when the perfection of a resurrected body will enable her to express,
or perhaps the perfection of my resurrected body will enable me to hear...