I found a note I wrote on my birthday in 2015

So I ask you, who in the millions are you?  The rabble rousers or protesters?  The business persons hustling everywhere?  The parents with a family held together by love?  The young adults holding onto hope or the newly aging wondering where it has gone?  Who in the millions are you?

Dog owners.  Cat lovers.  Music experts.  TV fans.  Sports fans.  Readers.  Writers.  Theater goers.  Who among those millions are you?

The fact of the matter is that despite the millions with whom you can relate, you are actually unique.  Because who else has the exact match of all the different millions you are.

Maybe that has to do with what Love Is.

You are uniquely you, and I am uniquely me, and I know in my soul there are millions just like us.