The people you meet.

There's something rather interesting I have been wanting to share for awhile now.

It seems in the passed year or so certain people have come into my life, some stay longer than others, but even if for a short period of time some people I meet remind me of my family. Family, this one is a tribute to you.

Mom,
I first met a woman with spiky hair, like yours, when I was introduced to Ryan's gang. She is nurturing, thoughtful and caring like you. She makes me feel like I am an accomplished, unique individual; much like a mother should make you feel and much like you make me feel. I've known her for a couple years now and when I see her I think of you.

Dad,
Once in awhile I will wait on a customer at work and they will strike up a conversation with the slightest of ease and my mind wanders home to you. I humor the stranger and listen to their words and soon enough I'm talking just as much as they are, however wishing I was talking to you. Sometimes the stranger will have tanned skin like you or a worn out t-shirt and jeans. I know this person probably works as hard as my Dad always has. I am reminded of what hard work and sacrifice looks like.

Keisha,
There is a girl I work with that continues to catch me off guard. She reminds me so much of you. Her voice, her personality and her laugh. I work with her a couple days a week and she makes me feel like I'm near you... if only just a little bit. I always tell her you remind me of my little sister. She just smiles.


Having these unique people in my life makes me feel loved and reminds me of my roots, my home and that I have my family near and far away, that loves and cares about me. When I miss home and miss you guys it's the moments I find recognition in strangers that bring me closer to you.

Keep Loving.