I can also feel however, like our life is dull, our girls aren't very 'successful' we must be duds, we are the only ones that have experienced loss, pain, hard times, stretching growth that came at great cost, relationships severed, hard decisions to make and other sometimes hurtful, REAL things. If I compare, that is. If I don't keep perspective and remember that it's a Christmas Letter-full of cheer, goodness and memories that my dear friends are grateful for this past year.
would you, when it's appropriate and you can be vulnerable,
share the black and blue spots in your year.
Show me your scar and I'll kiss it
and then take the band- aid off mine
and see the tears glistening in your eyes
because you can relate.
Compassion is also 'love',
because only compassion understands.