There was an article in the Nat Geo mag that caught my eye. It had a picture of a sister holding her brother close. Her eyes filled with love and gratitude.
Her brother was an avid climber and photographer. He travelled the world and was known for his personality. A twist in his life came when a piece of concrete smashed into the vehicle he was in. Suffering from brain damage, he stayed in a coma for months.
Friends from all over the world showered him with concern with his family standing by him.
How short is life? It truly takes something drastic to bring gratitude to the simplest of things. I am thankful for my parents every single day. This probably isn't the most flattering of pictures of them, but they are amazing.
I am setting out on a journey, to try as many things as I can.