(Photo Credited to Dave Bosha Photography)
Sometimes it feels like we traverse the waters of our life alone. The only vessel on desolate waters with no others in sight. No land. No other being in the vast expanse. And when the squalls hit, the hit that much harder because we think we are alone.
It is not so. Or voyages are not singular. Know that there are others out there who are going through the same things we are, often at the same time. We just have to sometimes reach out, pick up the radio and call out. There are people out there waiting to hear our voice.