Nelson Mandela's Jail Cell

I saw his wife post the picture.

I asked to use it for the blog.

Amazing.

I still have no idea where he is.  Had a conversation about him recently.

Love is like a river, it's doesn't need another person to create it.  It is always there, maybe they activate it, but its always there.

Do I still love him?  Yes, but there is always love there, regardless.

Even when he is gone from my mind.