Along the way we love and lose. We leave and return only to turn around and runaway again. Along the way, we hurt and heal. We rise and fall. And, sometimes, we can't find our way out from under the pain. Along the way, we touch the hand of a stranger and let go of the hand of a friend, only to reach for that same hand again. Along the way, we lose parts of ourselves, and if we are fortunate, we'll come to understand the purpose of our existences before we leave the places we are in.