Time is an amazing thing.

I remember taking this picture almost 2 years ago walking the shores of the James River trying to make sense of the events of the previous months.

None could be found as life does not reveal secrets because I insist on knowing.

Where we find ourselves is of little concern compared to where we go from there.

And the truth that has been reveled is that no matter the outcome, mo matter the road feet find themselves treading, no matter the heights of joy or depths of sorrow this one thing remains.

We are never alone.