This past week I attended the funeral of a man who was a really important part of my childhood. When hearing word of his passing, naturally, I hit an emotional low. Memories of the mentoring and lessons I learned from him came flooding back, along with feelings of guilt that I hadn't touched base in entirely too long. Then, upon attending the funeral, I surprisingly hit an emotional high. The service was carried forth as a celebration instead of a funeral, inclusive of uplifting music and stories shared that had everyone leaving the service with a smile on their face and heart. Upon driving home from that service, I realized one thing for certain:
Contrast, in all aspects of the world, is necessary for us to truly appreciate the finer moments life can and will deliver.