When I saw the "let go" key, my heart stopped. The last thing I wanted in that season of my life was to wear my struggle around my neck for all to see, but I knew that's exactly why I needed that one. I felt freedom almost as soon as I bought it, but I loved that key so much I couldn't imagine passing it on. Months later, while crying with a friend over her struggle and need to let go, I felt that same heart stop. As she talked and I held it in between my fingers, I knew I had to pass it on.
