never lost

last night... alone, under the stars, my father found me, and together, with his help, i found the north star for the first time...

i have spent years searching for this star... trying over and over... and now i have found the nordic star. the one in the sky that never moves or leaves... it is always there to guide us home and help us find our direction.
most of the time we feel lost. scared of the unknown. afraid to forge ahead... but sometimes, you look up, see the north star, and find comfort in knowing there is always something in the sky that is constant in our journey... and if your lucky, really lucky, you will see a shooting star out of the corner of your eye...