Today, I’d like to take a moment to send up a prayer. Not one of those rehearsed, polished ones that sound like they were written by a PR team in heaven’s marketing department. No, this is the kind of prayer you say when you’re standing out in the middle of the tundra, just you and the stars, whispering into the vast unknown, hoping the universe has a kind ear.

This one’s for Megan.

Megan, wherever you are right now, whatever road you’re walking—may you find your way. I don’t know what’s led you to this moment, what burdens you carry, what regrets keep you up at night. But I do know this: we’re all just a step away from redemption, from turning things around, from making peace with the ghosts in our rearview mirror.

May the weight on your shoulders lighten, may the road ahead have a little less gravel, and may you hear a song on the wind that reminds you that you are not alone.

And if you find yourself at a crossroads, unsure of the next step, may you have the courage to take the one that leads toward the light—whatever that may be for you.

Amen… or, if you prefer, just a quiet nod to the sky.