We’re all just passing through one another’s lives.
Whether it be the parents who raised us, the brother or sister we sparred with growing up, a close friend, a spouse in a life-long marriage, a beloved pet, or a passing stranger on a mountain trail – the only thing we are guaranteed is the now. It is where we live. We may seize the moment to reach out, or let it pass. But when that moment is gone, it's gone.
When one we have loved is taken from us—their candle dimmed by death, infirmity, physical distance, or even alienation—we
should remember that if it seems dark, it is because we so loved their
light when it was nearby and full.
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