You may feel that what once was, no longer is. And in this you may murmur on a truth that a part of you is missing, or that you have grown lesser for it.
...You are no scrap. No errant piece insignificant, nor floating bit of waste in the winds. Wherever you are now, whoever you are now, you are your own tapestry, your own flowing history to be shared with the world.
All things interconnect. And all things come together sooner or later. This is how they heal, this is how they grow. This is how they form. What is now, is not the end. It is simply the next part of your tapestry. We'll be there with you for the rest. ---------------------------------------
