Holding tight on the hardest of days

 “At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.”

                    ― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

     Today we feel a loss, a pain so deep and real. We can allow it to create hatred and mistrust, especially now as the pain is incredibly raw. Perhaps we would be better served to use it as a reminder to hold tight to those we care for deeply and remind them of our love. We can give our sorrow beautiful words.

      Love and thoughts to those touched by today’s senseless violence in Boston.