They are all so different, so different, age, history, fate’s pull on their lives their place in the world they are so similar, in their fight their desire, their needs stitching their lives together their families together, holding them tight while others, others with agendas, seek to pull, to tug, to tear them apart struggling to hold on, to believe to see the good in the process to feel the good of the system the steps they must take, are forced to follow, the path chosen for them and their children, to be whole safe, to be truly safe ready for lives rich, rich beyond their present their presents, each a story, a story of ache of sadness, of need a need to grow in spirit, to believe in futures, futures brighter brighter for them all