Promoting Passion Week 52: Cracked, Flawed, and Powerful
I am in love with endings. They are beautiful, tragic, hopeful and sorrowful all at once. They are death. They are roads ending at walls. They stop us where we are and force us to question what that place has become. To put it simpler: They are beginnings. They are life. They are rebirth. This end of another year does not symbolize the end of one thing as much as it does the beginning of another. And with all beginnings,…