“Our lives, our stories, flowed into one another’s, were no longer our own, individual, discrete.”
― Salman Rushdie
Who can say their story is wholly their own? Whether or not we intend them to our lives touch each others usually in the best ways. We form relationships and intertwine our experiences and our paths out of choice or out of the necessity of learning what the other has to offer. At the beginning of our lives we start out as part of the tale of our parents and from there as our own story unravels we become part of so many others. Without other people how many tales would we have? Would it be an endless soliloquy? Even when alone we are part of the story of the Earth and the humanity upon it. By reading these words I have become part of your tale and you part of mine. May our story be a happy one full of joy and love.
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