Ah oh. I think I’ve about run out of things to say, stories to tell, blogs to post. Yet at the same time, I know I do have more to write. I’m not done. Hmmm.

So let me say simply, thank you. Thank you for reading my words. Thank you for encouraging me. And thank you for sharing your stories with me. This week I received a very tender and intimate story about love and forgiveness from one of you readers. She was moved to share it after reading my story about my father. That means a lot. It reminds me of how connected we are in this life.

So this week, all I have is: thank you . . . well, and maybe just a little more. If you have an unction to reach out to someone—an old friend, or a family member, or maybe someone you just met, please do. I think you also have stories and words within you longing to be shared, and there are those around you longing to hear them.