As I walk through the final resting place of those forgotten souls, I come to where the children rest. It brings a heavy feeling to my heart, and a lump to my throat, knowing what could have been, never was. Those tiny images and the messages, expressing the deepest of feelings. Oh to understand such a loss.

We may never know when our time is up. All we can do is live each day with gratitude and passion, taking nothing for granted and appreciating every moment we experience, as it may be our last. Life is love, so love life.