The first time I accidentally flipped my phone to selfie mode, I screamed. A tired middle‑aged woman had broken into my house and stolen my phone. Looking at myself from that perspective was and is brutal: all the flaws, wrinkles,...
As she walked through the door of the church, I handed her a ticket and said, " it's so nice to see you", or something like that.
"It's so nice to be seen." I thought I heard her say. I asked...