Walking around Stanley Park, the green oasis adjacent to Vancouver’s skyscrapers, I paused to sit and contemplate, looking out over the bay from a bench - with this memorial…
I didn’t know the person in question (though I’ve since discovered a little bit from the web. The seat was put in by his children).
I was a little overwhelmed by the sentiment. It made me stop and consider how fortunate I have been in life. Despite hurdles, I accepted that each phase of my life so far has had highlights to be thankful for. In retrospect, no season of life has exceeded another, or fallen short. The season yet to come will hopefully continue that.
Wishing that every season is the best for you too.