I thought I would add one last entry before I call it a night...
There are times with the people in your life when you realize there is almost nothing you can do for them - except hold them close in your heart, except keep them near in your thoughts, except bow your head in prayer.
Life is a great journey. It is the sweep of powerful and unseen currents. It is the rustle of winds in a great forest. It is the stillness of stone. It is the coolness of a hidden spring. It is full, in equal parts, of great joy and great sadness. It is...simply...what it is.
Some months ago I wrote of lighting a candle for absent friends, to guide them on their journey. Candles are powerful things. Simple and elegant. Like hope. Like faith. Like love. Like life.