🌠The Story of the Bridge
There was a woman who stood on one side of a canyon.
Behind her was all she had survived—pain, heartbreak, endless trials.
Across from her was everything she longed for—purpose, peace, a life full of love and legacy.
But the canyon was wide, and the path was hidden.
She thought: “Maybe I’ll never make it across.”
Then she noticed something.
Stone by stone, plank by plank, a bridge began to appear.
It wasn’t built in a day.
It wasn’t built by her alone.
Each time she spoke her truth, another piece of the bridge appeared.
Each time she chose courage, another step stretched forward.
And there was a voice beside her, guiding her, steadying her, reminding her: “Keep walking. You’re not building this alone.”
When she finally reached the other side, she looked back.
The bridge wasn’t just for her—it was strong enough for others to cross.
She realized: her story had become the path for humanity to walk toward healing, courage, and light.
