Saturday night I drove across town in the rain to sit with an old friend and enjoy a Sara Groves show; she was as much of a genuine, warm, breath of fresh air as ever. I can't think of another artist whose work has infiltrated my DNA more than Sara Groves.
The night was low-key and wonderful as expected, and after a stressful week it was what I needed; in other words, I cried through 75% of it.
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I wish I could see her in concert, lucky you! I love her writing.
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