On Sunday morning, the worst mass shooting on American soil took the lives of 49 innocent people enjoying a night out. I just can’t wrap my head around any of this, found myself shedding some quiet tears as I watched the news that evening. Yet, out of violence, many angels were created so I knew I wanted to use a picture that I titled gliding angel several weeks ago when I took it. All that was needed were some meaningful words to compliment the image; I am unable to compose something of my own. Grateful for this beautiful Jewish prayer…
Memory can only tell us what we were,
in the company of those we loved;
it cannot help us find what each of us, alone,
must now become.
Yet no person is really alone;
those who live no more echo still
within our thoughts and words,
and what they did has become
woven into what we are.
keep your peepers open!®
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