May we all continue to seek the light.
“Our job isn’t to fight fate, but to help each other through, not as soldiers, but as shepherds. That’s how we make it okay, even when it’s not.” ~ Lucy Kalanithi
Bridge Builder, Light Bearer. Those were the words I wanted on my tombstone.
Now, I think escort might be good. No, not that kind of escort!
It’s been my honor to chaperon people across their own life bridges. I didn’t have to build the bridge, but I often shined the light.
Sometimes, like when your sister’s husband dies, all we can do is sit in the dark with our loved ones and hold the light until it catches them.
The bridge seems to form under one’s feet as they walk the path of life.
However, traversing through the darkness—whether it comes from death, divorce, disaster, or simply losing our way—is lonely.
No one else can feel our unique brand…
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