Everyone has a story.

Everyone has regrets.

We have all just become masters at hiding it.

This is what I have discovered.

Or we are the only ones that have kids like this. (silly children have a way of not doing what you want them too and getting in trouble.)

We all dance around imagining that we are the only ones that could possibly feel this way.

I wonder what we would do if for a day we just put down the masks and looked at each other.

I think we would be surprised about the things we would see.

Whoever you are--wherever you are in life.

You're never alone.

Ever.

I promise other people screw up too.