You decide what it is.
You’re torn. I can tell. Two loves and one gone. Two known and one very much unknown. Let it ride. Don’t be so conditioned to bear down upon it with all your weight but rather let it be the object toward which you strive to reach. I promise to let it be the aim that guides my actions. And, as our purpose strengthens, the idea of what we’re aiming for will direct our efforts and take us closer in our pursuit of our meaning.
