I have visuals.
The first was on campus during a rain. Our pathway floods too much when it rains. A foot could drown in this!
This second one shows all that is left of my grandparents' house. The poor old house was falling down and needed to be put out of its misery.
Life is sad sometimes.
Life is happy sometimes.
This week, someone died who had inflicted a lot of pain on people I love, on my family. He inflicted irreparable damage. He just about crushed the possibility of certain relationships growing strong. It's been hard, reading all the good things people are saying about him. But I've realized that just because my loved ones were victims of his hard heart, it didn't mean that that his heart was entirely hardened. I believe there is always at least a little bit of goodness in most people. Sometimes you have to look hard to find it, but most of the time, it can be found. If one looks hard enough.