As I travel through this place so far from the life that I live, I see a way of life so different than I could have ever imagined existed.
Mothers, fathers,children.
All standing looking out as we go by.
I wonder what are they thinking? Each and every one of them has a story.
Do they have hope?
I see the answer…it’s in their eyes….
A Story By Me 
Every persons life can be told by some aspects of there everyday walk. Their Journey starts when they wake up and ends when they go to sleep at night. The question is does the journey continue the next day or does a new one start. Those are the eyes that are filled with sorrow because they feel as though their journey is just going to continue day after day with no Hope. It is people like you and your Posts such as this that give them hope to continue with these sometimes seemingly endless journeys. Give them all the love and show the love and Hope by showing them the posts that you blogged about. Let them know that they have others like myself see these posts.
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Thanks for sharing your photos and for giving some hope, compassion and devotion to make a difference in the people you will meet on your journey. Prayers to you and all who are marking this journey with you.
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I imagine most have a very personal story as everyone does, but sometimes people have a concept when they see disaster in major proportions as a ‘group of people’ ‘a country of people’ and not as individuals with the same hopes and dreams we all have….theirs’ are a lot harder though to realize…yet persevere and love they ‘do’… Diane
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Yes you are right Diane, as our trip went on I began to see just that as we met people individually and got to know them on a personal level. Thank you for you for coming by and for your comment.
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