Pay It Forward

It's 3AM. I sit on the kitchen table, on my iPad, with a shawl over my shoulders bawling my eyes out because every so often you just read some pretty amazing things - beyond inspiring. And I am SO DEFINITELY NOT a cryer. I would send you the link, but I can't because I closed out of it and now I can't find it. I will find it so you know what I am rambling about in this weird hour of night, in the dark, alone. I sound like a crazy person, yes?