Post No. 13

Friends; I'm very fortunate to say that I have them. I can't imagine the earth revolving without the wonderful people, whom I can call my friends.
Back home in Michigan(I'll always somehow think that place is my home) I have many people that I'm still connected with. Though miles and states may separate us, I believe that distance can't break the bond between true friends.
While being here for going on three weeks now, I've met a lot of great people. And knowing their names is only the beginning of a new bond of fellowship. With a city as broad and grand as San Antonio is, I'm not surprised to know that there are some very cool people here.
But everywhere you look I can guarantee there is somebody who needs a kind face to know their name. I remember riding the L Train in Chicago, once. Looking around and seeing the people around me, it felt lonely. Many had the faces of "leave me alone". No one said "Hi", not a person I saw smiled. Every body seemed to be zoned in their own world, either possessed by a blackberry or ears glued to an ipod. I felt alone in a crowded train.
So now when I see someone down the street or in a chair one seat over, or someone who's playing the violin on the sidewalk pavement next to a building; I see them as a person with a story. One that's being written day in and day out; and one that needs to be heard. It's easy to understand that people need love. Well then, if you need love, then take the time and be love. No soul should be left out of that equation.