You go about life, plans, hopes, dreams. In a moment it turns a blind corner and the light goes out. But for a moment. The light returns and you find yourself in the middle of a wide bright field of wild flowers and realize you’ve gown, become more because you have braved, confronted, defeated the shadows. You are battered, bruised by grief, but you are greater for it; you are a deeper human being because you’ve stood up to the undefeatable and made your voice heard above the din of its scythe.