Today, a new friend reminded me that even though we are all so different, we are very much the same. The story she told made me think of a story I wanted to tell, and we fell down into our stories, like new friends do, when they don’t yet know each others’ lives.
I wish I saw everyone like that. Like an unopened book, with their own story, and so many pages to turn.
Tonight, I drew you wings. If there is anything a story is good for — well, it’s helping us take flight.
There’s work to do here, friends. And many stories to tell.
So keep creating,
Kate