As many of you know, I became a grandmother six months ago. With young Mr. Jayden being a very active little lad, I am figuring that we will soon be hearing the pitter patter boom, boom, boom of little feet in our house. This fact got me thinking as I sat down to write this week's column. Our footsteps, no matter how large or small, no matter how soft of hard, create for us a journey of sorts. It all starts with the tiny, unstable steps like my grandson is taking now and takes us through life and all it has to offer.