Different people. Different stories.

I’m always intrigued by someone’s story and amazed at how different we are from one another in so many ways and yet still connect and love so deeply.

After everyone had left we talked a little about the night and how blessed we felt by our time with old friends and new ones. As we reminisced about the stories—all sweet and funny and very different—I realized there was one thing that connected us.

Just one thing.


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