Story - Five Minute Friday

I read of journeys long and friendships deep over black steaming cups of tea or coffee.  There are benches where neighbors gather to stay in community with each other.  They build their story together and find that there’s not so much different after all.

But, what if your life is more like the traveling roadshow, each performance a different story for each hamlet you enter, pitch a tent, and then leave?  Who goes deep and wide with you there?

What if all the chapters put together are like a read-along book on repeat with small hidden tracks tucked in after long pauses.  Who is there to see the epic that gets covered over by the mundane?

Is that the purpose of the written word? To give permanence to the fleeting that everyone missed but you?  How else will they know if you don’t tell your story? How will you know mine?

Time.

For five minutes we let the words flow, link arms and encourage our neighbors.  The joy becomes contagious and we keep whispering hope and appreciation down the line.  Join us here, won’t you?