I look out my window at hundreds of tiny cars as my plane descends into Denver. There are so many people in the world. I get predictably overwhelmed by this thought whenever I am at a baseball stadium, a concert, or looking down at a city from the sky.
There are millions and billions of people, everywhere. I share personal histories with a few of them because we happened to be at the same place at the same time for one fleeting, overlapping moment in our lives.
Gorgeous post about true friendships - to all of mine, love you to pieces.
Love that! xoxo
Thanks for re-blogging!!
My pleasure! It was such a beautifully written post with a subject that hit all too close to home, I couldn’t resist!