I heard someone say once, “Every moment is a story.” Do you believe that?
Could each moment that passes be a story unto itself, with a beginning, middle, and end? Could each single one have a hidden meaning all its own?
Just like each stitch in a embroidered tapestry is a stick unto itself, complete and whole. So is each of our moments. Whether you call them stories are not, that are precious. Look at them closely and you will see intricate beauty. Step back and view the moments held together, and they are magnificent.