We Are Recreated Repeatedly

In the hours, days, and years of our lives there is much death and destruction.

Somehow, we find a way to get through the worst of times and reemerge, somewhere, somewhen.

Sadness can’t be forgotten, but we go on, somehow better and stronger.

To live life is to suffer, but it is also to learn from it, to survive and live, to live more fully, boldly, and with the love inside us strengthened by the pain and loss that is really just a small part of us.

There is so much more.