AND LOVE WILL BE THE LANDING
After all the interrupted landings comes the one that brings you home. There is meaning in the healing; there are maps amidst the chaos, landmarks on the rough terrain, latent lucent linings in the darkest fogs of loss. There is a way, a road, a thoroughfare. There is a way home. After the sadness and the madness comes the learning, comes the landing, comes the image unimagined, comes the love.
And love will be the landing.