On This Day

March 31, 2025

On this day, a homeless man looked at his reflection in a coffee shop window, running his fingers through his beard. A young woman prepared to move to the downtown where "Happiness blooms from within" is painted on a storefront. A white cane swept back and forth across the sidewalk as a man walked with his dog, and a giant rocking chair named Goliath was covered in shamrocks and green tinsel.

A family placed flowers by a roadside cross, roosters stepped through a flooded field, and lightning streaked across the sky from a thunderstorm many miles away. 

Questions were asked: Aren't there two sides to every story? What if we are the villain in someone else's story?

Words were read: Stories come alive in the telling. Without a human voice to read them aloud or a pair of wide eyes following them by flashlight beneath a blanket, they had no existence in our world. They were like seeds in the beak of a bird, waiting to fall to earth.  

All on this day.