We are all piñatas, and life is going to come swinging at us at times. When we are hit hard, that which spills out of us is what’s been going into us.
This is by far the longest, most difficult and personal blog I have ever written. If you don’t have time to read it now, I hope you will mark it and return when you have a few minutes. And I hope that you will share it with anyone you think needs to read it.
Last week, an ambulance took away my next door neighbor, Don. Last night, he entered hospice care. How can we honor the legacy of those who went before us?