When they first enter our lives they do not add to it so much as they immediately as start to transform it.
Building upon what they so quickly transform, they begin to add to our lives in ways we could not imagine.
Their sorrow becomes our’s.
Their happiness ignites our’s.
As they continue to grow away from our side, we can only watch as they take with them what is also the greatest part of us.
Our heart is full.
But, there is no transformation.
There is no transition.
There is a hole.