Perfect Timen

Life.  You can’t define it or give it a label.  It’s filled with peaks that inspire, and valleys that devastate.  The unpredictability can be beautiful, or it can be dark.   I found myself wandering in that darkness when my dad passed from lung cancer over a year ago.   Losing him reduced me to pieces, and I spent the months that followed trying to recognize my own life.  It wasn’t long before things got even more difficult. ...