I like to see myself as a bridge builder, that is me building bridges between people, between races, between cultures, between politics, trying to find common ground. ~ T.D. Jakes
A lot of work has gone into repairs since.
I was thrilled, on Wednesday, to discover that a new bridge was built, to replace the one that had been destroyed during the flood, linking Elbow Park to the Rideau community.
This bridge opens up my favourite long walk to Rideau and beyond to Sandy Beach. I feel so connected again!
The same is also true of metaphorical bridges, isn’t it?
Life’s disasters come along and due to our own, or the actions of others, bridges are destroyed.
Meaningful connections are ripped away
and it’s devastating.
The good news is that we can choose to make amends.
We can choose to repair the damage.
We can choose to build new bridges.
~ DIANA’S ENORMOUS BOOK OF QUOTES ~