I don't believe we ever let anything go...that would be like the river jumping out from its banks and deciding to run up stream. Instead, we continue downstream...taking small bits off of each bank with us... The limbs of fallen trees, debris from storms...lost fishing poles...an old boot...a lone boatman drifting downstream...everything. We dare not let it go...for it defines us...it feeds us...
Together, they all make us an even stronger river.
I so needed to read this today. Thanks for reminding me. I really liked that!
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