Monday, July 30, 2018

The Line

As we made our way through customs in Montreal, I was mesmerized by the serpentine line of hundreds of people moving through the cordoned stanchions. So many people, each with their own individual stories of heartache and joy, their personal struggles and good fortune and bad passport photos.

Crowds generally give me a feeling of smallness - but small in a good way. A way that reminds me that I'm but a tiny part of this whole operation and that my hours are not better or worse than anyone else's just because they belong to me. We're all here just walking through the line. Together.


  1. I love this observation. It's true and so many people are so focused on themselves that they seem to not take everyone around them into account. I think trying to imagine other people's paths is a healthy way to think.

    1. My perspective always benefits from reminders about the size of the world. XoXo