To all VOF participants
As I scan through all the journal entries, words and phrases catch my breath. Life, Death. Worse. And Hope. Light. Love. So many amazing stories. Strong voices and powerful images, leap from the page. If only each of them could be read and re-read. Surely something new would strike each time. If only there were more hours to spend giving words of encouragement and thoughts to ponder. You each deserve that.
So, for now, know that every effort is known. Appreciated. Heard.
Your voices mingle, rise, resulting in music that can be heard through space and time.