Tuesday, November 3, 2015
I have so many things I should be writing about - and a handful of book reviews I need to get done - and yet, I can't seem to think about anything else but the people in my world who move me.
The people in my world who move mountains.
I have friends. Family members. Sisters. Loved ones.
Each of them creates their own story.
Each lives through the highs and faces the lows.
Fights the good fight.
Parents their child(ren) with full hearts and minds.
Loves their partner with their whole being.
Recognizes that how they identify themselves impacts their child(ren) - today, tomorrow and in years to come.
These friends - these people - they are amazing. Powerful. Strong.
They're family. Friends. Loved ones.
They're people who move me beyond words. And yet - with these words - I try to describe the feeling anyway.
These are the people in my world who need but one match to make the change they're hoping for. They speak freely. They host conferences. Speak at them. Discuss business. Blogging. Health. Wellness. Emotions. Mental health. Pregnancy. Loss. Love. Grief.
These individuals in my world make up an entity I'm blessed to be a part of.
For I, too, might only have one match.
But I can make an explosion.