"The sting shot pain all the way to my elbow, causing me to marvel at how much punishment a minuscule creature can inflict. I'm prideful enough to say I didn't complain. After you get stung, you can't get unstung no matter how much you whine about it. I just dived back into the riptide of saving bees."
-The Secret Life of Bees, Sue Monk Kidd


This rang true as a beautiful metaphor for life; of love and loss; and on the strength of character it takes to continue forward with an open heart.

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