There is a stone between you and someone you love. Maybe one of you placed it there out of fear that faith has no room for who the other is becoming. Or maybe the stone was placed by silence, weeks and months where the real conversation never happened and you both learned to live on opposite sides. The good news is that the stone was never meant to stay. Acceptance rarely happens one small rolled-away moment at a time. We look for the day when love walks out of the tomb and the family you wer...