We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love.and then we return home. - australian aboriginal proverb Love this!
A poem about grief. Very powerful. And very true. I need to remember this so that I can be a better friend to others experiencing grief, and so that I may understand my own if I should feel it. And I hope other people will also understand this.