Last week, at the cancer treatment center, I was so startled by the beauty of this sign on the wall. The message kind of took my breath away.
Pulled out the iPhone.
Snapped a picture.
I have thought of this sign and that moment again and again this past week.
In all of sadness and beauty and memory and growth and hope and peace and love and life and death comes the fruit. We eat of experience and joy.
A resounding yes.