I hear about loss. A lot. Maybe it’s my age. Maybe my profession. Or it may be that people just like to talk about it. Because no one can escape it Loss comes in all sizes, shapes and forms. It can be sudden or progressive or off in our future just lingering about. And it always hurts. And it’s always there. It just is.
Who Will I Be Now?
Who Will I Be Now?
Who Will I Be Now?
I hear about loss. A lot. Maybe it’s my age. Maybe my profession. Or it may be that people just like to talk about it. Because no one can escape it Loss comes in all sizes, shapes and forms. It can be sudden or progressive or off in our future just lingering about. And it always hurts. And it’s always there. It just is.