“Everyone Has a Story to Tell”

And this one is mine.

I recently found a blog post I wrote back in 2020. It began with just six words:

“I have a story to tell.”

That sentence still holds weight. It still aches with meaning. And in a world drowning in noise, the quiet act of telling your story, honestly, without filters, can be a radical kind of hope.

I wrote:

“Everyone has a story to tell. The only thing missing is someone who will listen. So I write a blog. I wonder if someone will read it.”

Back then, I wasn’t sure if anyone would. I didn’t know if these words would ever land in someone’s heart. But I knew I needed to speak. My planetary alignments in my natal chart (see www.astrologicalodyssey.com) show that I was born to speak out.

I remember where I first heard that phrase: “Everyone has a story to tell.”

It was my children’s pediatrician. I chose him for his gentle bedside manner and the love he so clearly had for the little ones he treated. I just got super lucky that he accepted me knowing my health insurance was welfare.

I had brought my kids in for a visit, and casually mentioned that my story would be airing on the news that night. He looked at me kindly, knowingly, and said:

“Everyone has a story to tell.”

And I remember thinking… he meant it.

You see, in my hometown, there were quiet whispers, horrific rumors that his wife had suffered from a bipolar disorder and had taken her own life during a manic episode. The story went that she checked herself into a hotel downtown and never came home. He was left to raise their children on his own.

I cannot imagine the depth of that grief. The ache of losing someone you love. The weight of continuing on while carrying that pain silently. And yet, there he was… Showing up for families every day, holding space for children with tender care.

“Everyone has a story to tell.”

My babies are all grown up now. And I’ve never forgotten those words.

This blog is mine.

It’s about survival, healing, growth, and grief.

It’s about laughter in the middle of chaos, and finding beauty in the cracks.

It’s about life and astrology and reading the stars.

I almost named this blog Everybody’s Got a Story to Tell. Instead I decided to name it “On Earth We Are Briefly Gorgeous.”

I’ll simply say: this is my story.

Because I know I’m not alone.

Do you have a story to tell too?