Lion Letter No. 1

“We come & we go & leave a message on the way while we are here…
Leave a message on the way.”

This is his handwriting.

Simple. Unpolished.
But somehow it says everything.

He didn’t need long explanations.
He lived in meaning, not excess.

Looking back, I realize now
he wasn’t trying to prepare me for comfort.

He was preparing me for life.

And now I see it
this is exactly what he did.

He left a message.

In the way he loved.
In the way he showed up.
In the strength he carried quietly.

And somehow even now
his voice still finds me right when I need it most.

Maybe that’s what we’re all here to do.

Not just to live
but to leave something behind that speaks long after we’re gone.