This week brought some truly intense and beautiful emotions. On Thursday, I was the keynote speaker at a Women’s Day, and got to spend time with some of the most amazing young women. Their warmth, honesty, and openness was a joy to behold. Many of them have struggled greatly in their lives, and their willingness to listen to me speak about grief, hope, and love was a gift for me.
Then Friday, I received a note in the mail from someone I have known more than twenty years. The whole note was beautiful, but at the end, she added this:
I sat and cried. What a gift for her to share that memory with us. Sam so loved his siblings, and at the time she described, Sam would have been six years old, keeping his baby brother company and protecting him.
Then today, a package arrived in the mail, and I found this inside:
A rainbow tree! A hand-painted rainbow tree! It made my heart swell with love and gratitude.
As I’ve said before, we will grieve for Sam for the rest of our lives. But this week, the people who have joined in our journey through reading the book and being part of our lives have reminded me again of the how good people are.