#DearYou,
Someday, I will talk to you about kindness and how there were a lot of times in my life when it felt like it has become a weakness.
Today, like some other days, kindness hurts, not because there is hatred but because there is love.
You know how you start with the best of intentions and end up giving too much that you feel empty? That's how I sometimes feel, and as much as I want it to stop, a part of me wishes that it doesn't because the feeling of not caring enough for that seed of emptiness is worse than being blind.
A few weeks ago, I had a very rare conversation with a stranger that was created in the likeness of you, and in the rawest of moments, he talked about loneliness. How we all are, even in a world where everyone seems connected, a bit lonely.
I held his hand, hoping that at that particular point in time, he knows that he is not alone, that I was there for him and with him because we all deserve to have someone who cares through and through. He held my hand back and I thought, it can finally be true.
Yet, now, I feel a bit blue.
It is easy to be strong and hardest to allow yourself to be weak. Even when you are alone and you know that you will get through the loneliness, admitting that you might not is one of the most difficult for one's wellness.
I don't know where you are or if you sometimes feel lonely, too, but I want you to remember that you have to remain to be kind even when you are disappointed by what you thought you knew.
When you are kind, you become the silver lining to the saddest soul. When you are kind, you become the a soul that finds comfort in being true.
When you are kind, you don't need to mind and when you don't mind, it is also kindness that you will aim to find.
I will find you.
I will wait for you.
I will take care of my heart so I can be kindest when I'm with you.
I will pray for you so you can be kindest when you find me, too.
Love,
Me
Someday, I will talk to you about kindness and how there were a lot of times in my life when it felt like it has become a weakness.
Today, like some other days, kindness hurts, not because there is hatred but because there is love.
You know how you start with the best of intentions and end up giving too much that you feel empty? That's how I sometimes feel, and as much as I want it to stop, a part of me wishes that it doesn't because the feeling of not caring enough for that seed of emptiness is worse than being blind.
A few weeks ago, I had a very rare conversation with a stranger that was created in the likeness of you, and in the rawest of moments, he talked about loneliness. How we all are, even in a world where everyone seems connected, a bit lonely.
I held his hand, hoping that at that particular point in time, he knows that he is not alone, that I was there for him and with him because we all deserve to have someone who cares through and through. He held my hand back and I thought, it can finally be true.
Yet, now, I feel a bit blue.
It is easy to be strong and hardest to allow yourself to be weak. Even when you are alone and you know that you will get through the loneliness, admitting that you might not is one of the most difficult for one's wellness.
I don't know where you are or if you sometimes feel lonely, too, but I want you to remember that you have to remain to be kind even when you are disappointed by what you thought you knew.
When you are kind, you become the silver lining to the saddest soul. When you are kind, you become the a soul that finds comfort in being true.
When you are kind, you don't need to mind and when you don't mind, it is also kindness that you will aim to find.
I will find you.
I will wait for you.
I will take care of my heart so I can be kindest when I'm with you.
I will pray for you so you can be kindest when you find me, too.
Love,
Me
