Tough Stuff

There are people out there that feel if you let emotion show, you are weak. They think that loving and feeling makes you vulnerable. "Don't cry."  "Don't let it get to you. " "Never let your pain show." "Forget about _____________. You're better off without him/her/them." I get the idea of living this way, but I don't embrace it. Yes, it's because I care deeply and yes, I am an emotional person-a crier. But because I am, I know it takes a lot more strength to deal with emotions than bury them.

One of my greatest blessings and strengths is that I FEEL. Sometimes the amount that I feel is staggering and the weight of my feeling can be a burden (and then it can feel like a curse.) But I would rather feel than not care. I think that feeling makes you feel alive. I think it can build you in ways that nothing else can. That being said, I realize every person is different, and everyone deals with things in their own way. But choosing to feel doesn't make someone weak. It makes them CARE.

 

Humans care about a lot of things. Truly caring takes real character. Do you care about being right, or that the other party is happy? Do you care about the child/human/animal/cause, or do you care about who to blame? Do you care about winning, or playing the game right? Do you care about the pain someone caused you or do you care about forgiving them and healing your soul, hoping that they can do the same? Do you care about tearing something down, or building something up?

That's a lot of tough stuff-takes a lot of strength to care. I would never presume to have it all down, or even be good at it, but I'm more of a "taking the hard route and caring" than a "stuffing it in a corner and forgetting it" kind of girl. When you impact my heart you own real-estate there....forever. I have lots of acreage and many lots that have already been claimed, but there's plenty more. This property is endless and I accept potential tenants regularly. I will say that sometimes for the purpose of self-preservation,  I have to fence off some of those occupied lots. Sometimes people vacate my life, or decide that the view in my heart is not something they want. But if I have loved you  and let you into my heart, the property is still yours, though cordoned off it might be. Every person who owns a piece of my heart has impacted it and left me with a life lesson, whether good or bad and I am grateful for each lesson I learn. I'm kinda proud of the traffic that that parades through my heart. Shows me I love, shows me I care, and makes me very human.