The holidays are a time for celebration and sadness
“There isn’t anyone you couldn’t love once you’ve heard their story.” ― Mary Lou Kownacki If you were flying like a bird, whose graceful wings provide the ability to carry you across thousands of miles of varying landscapes, the world below might look fairly non-descript. Human beings would appear like thousands of tiny ants all running around chaotically from one place to another – all seemingly “the same”. Outward appearances often reveal very little about a persons triumphs and failures. The facades we create when we walk out the front door each and every morning conceal sorrow, insecurity, fear and a host of other feelings and emotions we keep safely guarded from everyone but those we truly know we can rely on. The other day I found myself somewhat humbled…