Never lose hope, my heart, miracles well in the invisible.
Rumi
i offer these words to everyone touched by the tragedy at Fort Hood. we are all touched – exhausted, troubled, and confused.
reaching out, our fingers stretched from the farthest point of our arms, we grasp for hope. no answer for ‘why’, what can we do? together, we can find ways to comfort the grieved and we can search the invisible for the smallest seeds of hope.
Carrie's Bench 