I feel a groundswell of gratitude when I recount the times my life was saved by a friend and I don't believe that any one of them knew how important they were to me. Certainly they didn't think they were saving a life, just being a friend.
Every gesture however small, given with an open heart, has eternal life between friends. In fact the small gestures are the haiku poetry of my life. If I could string them together in a painting, I would.
All I can do is stand in a state of grace in the presence of all that is greater than myself, and that's enough.
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