It is always a gift to follow your intuition.

I was writing in my journal this morning when my thoughts were distracted by wondering why I hadn’t seen Jon Buscall around here lately.

I put down my pen and opened my phone to his profile. I read this beautiful essay - a collection of fragments that stitch together a heartbreaking story of love and loss - of life - around a single photograph.

And now I am sitting here not knowing what to write on the pages of my journal. I feel like I have lived through generations in a few moments.

Sometimes you need a sweeping saga to make you feel something. Other times, one photograph and a handful of memories can break your heart.

Thank you for sharing this, Jon.