Our stories, Our journeys..

Where does this journey take us? Where does it lead? Who gives us the word to end it? begin it? I think of all the life journeys...all the people I know and the stories that hold the meaning of their souls of their journey....each story different, so special...each life who matters, who makes a difference....there will never be another like theirs...there will never be another YOU. And as I wandered, pondered and travel thru this life..I have come to realize how important it is to not only hear their stories but more imporantly listen to their stories...to let their words, their smiles, their dreams, their failures, their tears and laughter be part of my story. And to let my story be a part of theirs...We travel alone on our journeys but never alone in our lives....The stories are all different, yet all the same...the fabrics remain true for all of us...we all dream...we all love...we all laugh...we all cry...we all fail....we all fall...we all hurt....we are nonbelievers and believers...we are all human...and it doesn't matter if we are male, female, old, young, straight, gay, tall, short, black white or lime green...all our hearts beat and pump blood, all of our lungs fill with air, we all feel, see and hear...and the very things that make us feel so different are the very things that make us the same....people understand and relate more than you think...people hold more compassion, love and support than you ever would believe....Most of the time the only thing that stands in our way for us to know such things is our own being...We must dare to open ourselves up, we must take the chance of sharing our story...for it in end it truly is the only thing that will make us...our journey our life our story make sense...and it just might end up changing you or saving you...You just never know who can relate...in fact I am willing to say that its way more than we ever would think imagine or believe....