Everything we know leads back to the river of loss and the lessons woven within her gentle ripples and harsh currents.
Each day we choose the dip.
Some days the dip is forever tears.
Other days the tears become a mikveh, we step gently into the waters of the womb of God, offer a blessing, and emerge with a New Name.
Another day comes. We begin again.
Beautiful and oh so true ❤️