Everyone seems to always be moving. Not always physical moves. Sometimes you
can be mentally or spiritually moved. There are also the movers and shakers. Some people
moving up corporate ladders. Others moving out onto the streets. Think about it and the
list goes on and on.
I recently made a move to a new place and its had its ups and downs. Being a
stranger here,everything seems foreign. Nameless faces and faceless names. I felt my way
around like a blind person in a strange room for the first time. The people in the area were
only too kind in helping me out. They welcomed me and gave me directions. I,in turn,
thanked them and created mental calling cards so that one day I can return those favors.
I’m slowly becoming accustomed to this new place. The baggage I brought with
me,collected over my lifetime,has been unpacked. I never know when I might need
something from the past to help guide me.
I still fumble and stumble around.With the help of friendly neighbors along with
good luck and perseverance,I believe I’ll make it. This Stories.com is a good place to
move to and settle down.
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