entrepreneur, author & broadcaster
Betrayal, Mourning and Rebirth
. . . . on my knees on the kitchen floor . . . paralyzed within my own thoughts and looking at the broken egg I was attempting to clean up. I see the yoke and the shattered shell pieces now strewn across the floor. It is a parallel to the life, the love, the family, the homes, the businesses we had worked tirelessly to create for so long. And now, it is all no more. I stare at this broken vessel; unsure what the future had in store . . .
~Excerpt from #UNBROKEN