We are journeying through life, and the path is not flat. Mountains will impede our way. We cannot choose the landscape, merely our footsteps. 

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Some mountains are temporary, like the loss of a job. Some mountains are eternal, like the loss of a loved one.

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We can shiver in the shadows, made bitter by loss. Or we can tackle our metaphorical mountains until we stand on the peak in the full sunlight.

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This is a place for those who choose to fight, for those who choose to create a life of beauty and light, even amid suffering and darkness.​