My perspective on life was put in place in part by a woman who passed from this world more than seven years before my birth. If no one told me, who knows who I would be right now. Oral tradition and story sharing are art forms that are slipping away in our instant age. So I write to pass the stories down.
My great-grandmother used to say that miracles are all around us, we just need to learn to see. I am certainly not there yet, but I try everyday. There are stories I have collected both of my own experience and the orations of others that I feel compelled to document. It would be nice if this organic process of sharing and documenting would attract others who would like to read along and perhaps even do the same. Time will tell.
Thanks for reading. Now go share a story with someone you love.