It is commonly believed that life is marked out by the passage of time – by the passing of the years. One year to the next. Years that have been decorated and embellished by the happenings of life. Others would contend that life is measured by what has been achieved and accumulated along the way. The monuments built and the accolades received. And these are ways of looking at things and you can’t say that they are exactly wrong. However, from another perspective altogether it might be said that life is not marked out by any of these things at all, but rather by the splashes of love that have accidentally landed in your heart and the understandings that you have been invited into.