To even say “THANK YOU” for her time is inadequate. I walked away feeling like my life has been a garden of cherry blossoms. I walked away being reminded that the “Thanks” I must say in my nightly prayer must be extensive. I walked away knowing that God really did give some people strength that Atlas WISHED he could have had. 26 years and she hasn’t yet shrugged.
So thankful. For her deeming me worthy of her time. For HIM for putting her here to do such work. Maybe I can carry that torch. But hers is still so bright that I just stare at it, mouth agape.


