As a race, may we continually and ever set love as the pace we need, those that we can be real around, that see our brokenness and help pick the pieces up and put our puzzled selves back together our shattered lives. The decimated places, the places that go deep, deep into the caverns of the earth. Safe from sight, safe from light
This was beautiful, Becky. I'm sorry for your loss. I'm praying for you and your family, for your healing and your strength