My City Day 8

I was walking home from Quaker meeting today and I stopped by the Aids memorial and this jumped out to me. The simple act of an individual writing such a simple statement about the person they miss....that need to be connected that we as human beings have.

The drips of rain that were falling on the plaque reminded me of all the tears that must have been shed over the years from all who have lost people they love to Aids.

It made me stop and reflect on the people in my life that I am grateful for, knowing that when we say good-bye we do not know if it will be for the last time or not.

I am blessed.