Over the course of four days, four women have cried within my periphery. I do not, in any direct way, affect their lives. But for some cosmic reason, their threads managed to cross mine -- unbidden, but not necessarily unwelcomed.
It was disconcerting, to say the least. And it might appear like the universe is telling me something, like lines in an old movie bubbling their way to the surface of my brain... but to be quite honest, all four of them were crying over the same thing.
NO ONE LISTENS.
Open your ears, everyone. Start listening. You might hear something worth listening to. You might save a life.
