Finding beauty in your ugly circumstances

I woke up the other morning to whack, whack, whack, whack. It went on and on and on, like a thumping headache. Enough to give me one. It was

Finding Beauty Beneath the Ashes

He squatted with his knees up to his chest and his hands covering his face. This is how one man’s life came to an end when Mount Vesuvius rained