I got through this weekend not gracefully or necessarily full of thanks, but just grappling for each moment as if they were pieced together like prayer flags, strung across the foothills of Mount Everest, hung to honor those who lost their lives up there,
bodies still frozen on the mountainside
under all that snow.
I am not sure I have ever heard it put more clearly and I just wanted to pass it along for both the beauty and the recognition of Truth.
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