Every time I read someone’s post about their mom or dad passing it guts me.

It’s a wake up call every single time. I’m picturing a guy’s face clear as day who shared here more than a year ago.

There’s nothing you can say back.

And at the same time you want to say everything. You have this sense of gratitude, responsibility, sadness and all you can do is say “sorry for your loss”.

I owe every single person who ever shared the deepest sense of gratitude that I got when they were at their lowest.

What an unusual feeling of selfishness and guilt.

I’ll never come close to explaining this feeling. It feels like the rawest human connection of love to someone you don’t know and that’s why it’s impossible to explain.

I had a beautiful thought a year ago and it feels real today so I hope it comes through in a way that is intended which is with the utmost honor and gratitude:

That was both of you sharing that message.

And it was the just the beginning of a timeless connection that can move mountains.

The connection is still there and you’re still working together. The connection will always be there and I hope this note helps you smile on it one day because it’s definitely worth smiling about.

Thank you both and may God bless your paths to meet again.