Paige Thomas DeHart

“Individually we are one drop. Together we are the ocean.” – Ryunosuke Sotoro

I put Toy Story on for Hope yesterday. The scene that stuck out to me was when Buzz Lightyear realized that he was “just a toy” and not really a “space ranger.” He was bummed. I could relate. Woody told him that there was no such thing as “just a toy.” He was someone’s toy and the little boy who he belonged to thought that he was a really cool toy.

As my grandiosity fades, I clearly see that I am “just a human being.” However, yesterday I realized that I am also someone’s mother and someone’s wife and someone’s friend and that they love me. Even more, I realized how blessed I am to have these “someones” in my life.

In a sense, we really are nothing without relation to those around us. Einstein’s theory of relativity goes a lot further than time or space. I am not separate from those around me. We are a part of each other; part of this cosmic weave called “life.” I am someone special, but so is everyone; there is no such thing as an ordinary person in an extraordinary world.

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