Where a flash mob of folks spend five minutes all writing on the same topic and then share ‘em over @thegypsymama.
This week the word is comfort.
Life happens. It’s all around us everyday. We travel back and forth, up and down, to and fro. We pass by each other like ships in the night. We are mostly alone in the world. We enter it alone. We leave it alone. But sometimes we become acquainted. Sometimes we meet through circumstances and find out we have things in common. My dad died when I was sixteen. Oh! Your dad died then too? I am a nurse. Oh! So are you? I’m from Pennsylvania, but I live in Africa. You too?! The longer I live, the more people I meet who share commonalities with me. I find a lot of comfort in that.