C. Eastman

For her being a stranger…she really wasn’t…her conviction and fearless nature compelled him to dig deeper, to try harder to get to know this woman who at first was merely an attractive possibility….she floored him with her snappy wit and regaled him with stories of her adventures…he realized this was a person of substance and before he knew it he was sharing his deepest emotions and fears which he expected would be met with criticism and judgment but instead she understood and embraced his broken heart…she too had been lost not too long ago…unlike him she had the courage to take the leap into the unknown and let all the fear of regret and social expectations not define who she was…even though he never told her..shed given him a few pieces he’d thought he’d lost….she was a stranger…she was what he needed…she was more than she knew….she’s my friend – Chris Eastman