The Voiceless

Everyone needs a voice. In the worst of times in my life I have literally been rendered voiceless. Pain can sever one so deeply they do not know where to find the words to to speak their pain. I have, quite literally, felt the power than another has used in order to do this for me. it is a gift. When i felt so deeply in my soul as if even the sound of my own voice would break me someone else told me their story. It was through the telling of their story that my own healing began. It was hard to imagine, yet even believe, that anyone could the depth of pain that i felt so strongly. I actually thought it would destroy me. However, as the tears flowed down my cheeks and my heart beat intensely through my chest, she spoke my pain. She began to heal my heart. This utter and complete stranger. This is when I knew that that I must do the same....Out of this, not only had my healing begun, but I began to realize it wasn't just My Walk , My Mile, My Shoes....but those of many...