Wakefulness is not a destination but a song the human heart keeps singing, the way birds keep singing at the first sign of light.
โฆthere are no wrong turns, only unexpected paths.
My friends are the beings through whom God loves me.
Even if one glimpses God, there are cuts and splinters and burns along the way.
Have the #โ life you want by being fully present to the life you have.
Grief can be a slow ache that never seems to stop rising, yet as we grieve, those we love mysteriously become more and more a part of who we are.