Once upon a time there was a gentle soul that drifted along helping another soul with big and little things…things like helping the other soul to live a healthy life and survive some really hefty hurdles. The gentle soul never asked for a return of the favors…just wondered if the soul ever needed a hand with a hefty hurdle herself, would the other soul carry her. No need to wonder. The hurdle came. She is alone. She is strong. She can fly.