(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

sometimes life feels so fragile, like it must be held ever-so-gently in order to fully hold on to it.

today is one of those days.  relationships change, time changes, life changes - in so many ways bad and good.  mostly good, but sometimes you realize that life can be hard too, for those around you.

when life starts to feel fragile, i find myself reading poetry, listening to wise words, and finding hope in the newness of each day we're given; seeking to embrace the moments that are both bad and good and choosing to find the good, because that is life, in its essence.


"teach us to count the days, teach us to make the days count.  lead us in a better way, because sometimes our souls forgot: life means so much, life means so much.  teach us to count the days." {chris rice}