Friends I haven't met.? Warriors I don't know? History I haven't lived in? Can they still change my life? We were touring a old church in Ireland It was quiet and the rain had just stopped. I was watching where I was walking because, well, I didn't want to tread on the fallen tombstones. Then I saw my reflection in the puddle on this stone. I know my reflection leaves when I do but part of my heart stayed in Ireland.