The journey of grief, loss, death becomes a journey of living...more on this in the morning when I am not so tired...until then, words of another; words that resonate within this idea that has been forming inside me.
she shed her skin
she bled on the pages of her days
she walked through walls
she lived with intention
-mary anne radmacher
This sits in a frame where I can see it while I work. A gift from a dear friend. Write it on your heart. Live it.