We look at the path we’ve traveled, and we see it littered with the detritus of our mistakes and missteps. But under all that junk? Something new is growing.
Something amazing.
Something unlike you have dared to imagine.
Something akin to a miracle.
Category: friendship
The Easy Friend No More
Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying it’s hard to be my friend, but instead, I have (some would argue FINALLY) realized I matter and my heart matters. Being the easy friend often made me sad, lonely, and, quite frankly, questioning whether I really had the friendships I thought I did. You know the ones I’m talking about: the friendships that matter–that come from a place of risk and trust and vulnerability that cannot happen in a vaccuum or in isolation.
