Where do we begin is it truly the beginning or is it the end. I feel the heart of when it beats not just mine but the ones who surround me. When I shake your hand I feel the veins shaking with fear, not out of pain but potential failure of thought. I am above the rest not below the weak, I feel for your suffering and heartache, the pain will subside as does the ocean with the tide. Never judge a book so they say, it’s a moment we capture in time the beauty of compassion and empathy as we learn and grow as today turns Into tomorrow.