As if coming out of a state of amnesia, again and again, one realizes the transience of life, the preciousness of it. May we hold onto gratitude whenever it finds itself available to us. We speak to our good fortune despite the times.
As if coming out of a state of amnesia, again and again, one realizes the transience of life, the preciousness of it. May we hold onto gratitude whenever it finds itself available to us. We speak to our good fortune despite the times.