Losing them brought my heart a tremendous amount of pain, much more than I ever would have imagined.

I remember asking myself..

What do I do now that these pillars of strength are gone from my life, as my heart ached and tears flooded my face.

I remember one sentence floating into my consciousness,

Become the pillar.

Suddenly I knew my grandparents weren't a loss.

They were a gift and a gain.

They were gifts to me, in my life, as pillars for me while I needed them.

And now that they're gone, their memory is a gift to me because it shows me how I'm supposed to live and exist in the world for all the people around me.

I'm supposed to be a pillar, like them, and I wouldn't know how to do that, had they not given me the gift of there incredible examples.

Not sure why this was on my heart to share with you today Friend, but I felt it was the right thing to write about.

Maybe the losses in our lives, are not the losses we sometimes think they are.

Maybe the pain in our life is meant to drive us to create better things for ourselves and the people around us.

Once again, I'm reminded of the profound truth Napoleon Hill wrote about..

'In every apparent setback, lies the seed of an equal or greater advantage.'

I've found this to be true, as long as we have the courage and faith to look deeply, to find the seed and do what it takes to nurture it to growth.

Love ya Friend.

Ad Meliora

To better things,

Paul