On August 14, 2024
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Dream In Color: A domino effect

By Will O’Donnell

This is an effort to shed a little light on a darker side of the mountains. To offer a sliver of peace, hope and closure to those affected by the loss of someone in our lives who fought a silent battle with themself.

Behind us lies another warrior, fallen victim to the war within oneself. The struggle to separate what matters and what does not.

The constant fight to find meaning and value in who they are. To find their own individual spirit and unique voice. To discover what they bring to the table that no one else could.

Maybe they were feeling like they weren’t worthy of a chance. Like they hadn’t earned their place amongst the crowd. Wondering what it meant to be happy. To feel inner peace. To feel accepted. To feel loved. To feel connected, valued and seen.

To those we have lost:

Trust that we carry your soul with us as we continue. Trust that you will be remembered for the beauty you’ve brought to this world. Trust that the joy you’ve brought us all will never be lost. Trust that you are loved and we will never forget you.

For those of us left behind:

There are a few things we can do as we move forward to honor those lost loved ones. We need to look inside of ourselves for a moment. To dig deep and check in. Have I shown others my best self? Have I been the most welcoming or inclusive? Have I been the most inviting? Have I been the most supportive? Do I show up for others?

Take the opportunity to show love to those you care for. The smallest gesture can leave a lasting impression and impact someone for a lifetime. This domino effect can be much more powerful and impactful than we could ever comprehend. If we simply try to be our best and most loving selves, we can shape the future for a better tomorrow.

After all, the only thing we leave behind is the good we are able to do for others. Tomorrow is never promised.

We can leave a legacy of love.

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