that I desperately hope hasn’t been killed already. Did I ever tell you that you’ve inspired me again? Parts of me coming awake that I had forgotten, and all because I’ve seen the strength that lives inside of you. You’ve reminded me that I am more than I want to believe. I want to help you see the same thing about yourself. A candle flame burns in the dark, slowly and steadily, even when nobody is looking. When everyone else forgets, even ourselves, we are still here, and knowing that is something to hold onto. |
