Full Hands, Fuller Heart

Full Hands, Fuller Heart.

That's what they say.

And it's true.

The love we have for our people, far outweighs any burden.

But that doesn't mean that what you're carrying is not heavy.
It doesn't mean that it's not complicated.
It doesn't mean that it never brings you to your knees.
It doesn't mean that it's not overwhelming at times.
It doesn't mean you don't ever feel alone.
It doesn't mean you're always perfectly content.
It doesn't mean you're never lost.
It doesn't mean it's easy.

Full Hands, Fuller Heart.

It does mean that I'd choose these full hands again and again.
It does mean that my gratitude somehow lightens the load.
It does mean I'll step up to carry my heavy, and their heavy too.
It does mean that even in the hardest, I'm still thankful.
It does mean that I'll always try my best for them.
It does mean that my love remains unconditional.
It does mean that I can feel broken and rebuilt in almost the same moment.
It does mean that when there's uncertainty in our path, there's still peace in our direction.

Full Hands, Fuller Heart.

Yes.

The love we have for our people, far outweighs any burden.

Even in all that truly means.