As Jason turned to greet another man who was coming in the door, another insight shot into Paul’s mind. This was the first time in as long as he could remember that he’d instinctively thanked God for anything. Before Tonya died, he’d probably mentally thanked God for something several times a day. But after she passed, he hadn’t felt thankful for much of anything. Now, his ability to see his own good fortune had suddenly come back to him. He wondered what else might have returned. He was certain there would be a prayer later. During the wedding, there had been lots of them, and Paul had managed to sit by, gritting his teeth. He wondered if his heart might feel compelled to speak to God again here tonight.
He turned to look at Kate, who was speaking to a couple of other mothers. Occasional
