Where did you come from and what got you started?
Did you ever wonder: How did I get here? Where did I come from? How did I get started?
You can’t really imagine your own beginnings any more than you can imagine your parents beginning them. Think about it: how do you begin to imagine all that went before - the end result of which is you? All you know - all you can ever really know - is that this was, something changed, and that is. Your world began.
All along the timeline of your life you’ve come from where you were; but *how* is often more puzzle than open road.
I like that some stories leave out details because you have to go look for them and that is always another story.
How did you get here? Where did you come from? What got you started? How do you know you’ve arrived?
With appreciation ~ Diane