That mountain, valley and shadow of death were hard, really hard. This flat plain of putting one foot in front of the other and “moving on”, it’s hard, too. Really hard.
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Note to Self
When my brother passed, I decided I would be intentional about my own life and how I spend my time. Then the mountains turned into rolling hills. One seems like the next, so much like the previous. Note to self: Don’t get complacent.
