I am one of those rare folks who distinguishes between friends and acquaintances when I speak about people in my life. So if I call you friend then know this – you have my heart. All of it and all of its vulnerabilities.
I don’t just wear my heart on my sleeve. I come to you with it held out in front of me in my two hands as a willing offering with no holds barred and no protections around it. This is who I am. I do not ask for yours in return as it is not for me to ask but for you to give should you so choose.
All I ask is that you treat my heart with love and compassion. Friends come and go from our lives and that’s perfectly okay. If you have to go, just do it gently and lovingly.
