I probably won’t have the answer.
(Questions sometimes don’t have answers.)
I probably won’t fully understand, either.
And, no, I won’t know exactly how you feel.
What I can give you?
My full attention.
My open ears.
My open arms.
My open heart.
My infinite patience.
My silence if that’s what is needed.
I will never minimize the burden you carry.
I just won’t let you carry it alone.
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The real question is why didn’t anyone bother to ask why he was sitting on a wall in the first place…
When you think about the elliptical shape of an egg it’s not really surprising Humpty Dumpty had his great fall, is it? When you factor in gravity, an egg on top of a wall is an accident waiting to happen. And in Humpty’s case that’s exactly what happened.
Sure, all the king’s horses and men tried their best, but, as the story goes, they couldn’t put Humpty back together again.
Too little too late.
Sometimes we find our own emotionally elliptical-shaped self teetering atop of our own walls, and with one small change in circumstance we, too, can find ourselves in pieces on the floor, hoping the horses and men (and women) in our own life will be there trying to help us piece our emotional self back together again. And while it’s good to have friends to help you pick up your pieces, wouldn’t it be better if they never let you fall in the first place? Continue reading “Please Don’t Wait Until I’m Broken To Fix Me” →