Because this is the thing --- joy isn't something that happens when sorrow ends; joy is the transformation of pain into praise.
When they broke the news, my world broke into a thousand fragments. They flew him in a coffin, face white as brazen snow. The warm dances of his fingertips once ruffling through my hair, his gentle soothing voices calming me to sleep, stopped short, and sudden. There wasn't time for any goodbyes and the last story's still hanging in mid air... When … Continue reading How to Reclaim the Broken Within You