Bitten by "fiery serpents?" I watched the mail carrier open my mailbox, take out my letter, climb back into his truck and drive away. I got on my knees asking God if I had done the right thing in mailing the letter. It had been a long time since I'd spoken to its intended recipient. (I'll call her Caitlin.) Never before (or since) had I experienced such overt and consistent hostility from another woman. Caitlin and I had lived in the same ward as young married women and had been friends for ... VIEW POST