We see life through our own piece of glass. Some have cracks, most are colored, and all are hard to put down. Distance can be good, but not all the time. I am still looking through my piece of glass, but I have some one who is helping me to put it down and be me. Assumptions come from looking through the glass shard. We can let the glass go and we will begin to feel better about ourselves and the world. Humanity has gotten used to holding glass in their hands and close to the eye, but we can learn to lower the glass just as we earned to hold the glass. My heart aches, and my mind is heavy. Distance from friends I trust is hard to bear, but I am not alone. I have a couple friends who help me be me here, and that helps my heart to heal, my mind to rest, and helps me be better.
Just something I wanted to share.