Tonight reminded me how someone’s light can shine so brightly in one moment and fade in the next — and how tender it feels to hold both versions of them in your heart.
Tonight reminded me how someone’s light can shine so brightly in one moment and fade in the next — and how tender it feels to hold both versions of them in your heart.
A butterfly drifted through my garden this morning — soft, unhurried, almost familiar. I whispered, “Hi, Daddy,” the way I always do. These quiet moments have become our ritual, little reminders that love doesn’t disappear… it simply learns new ways to reach us.