The Phone Courtesan

All lives are secret tapestries that swirl and sweep through
the years with souls and strivings as the colors, the threads.
And there may be little knots of tangled meaning everywhere
beneath the surface, tying the colors and threads together,
but the little knots aren’t important finally, only the sweep
itself, the tapestry as a whole.

– Edward Whittemore

December is here. And so are times of reflections. When I came across this saying, I found it really put many of my memories and thoughts in place.

We are all adding to our tapestry every time we touch one another.

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