Real

I had a great week visiting with my friend from Oklahoma a couple weeks ago...and my feeling of love for a local friend struggling with some very serious legal issues continues to keep my heart carrying a burden of hurt...and right now I am off viviting relatives that I have a burden on my heart to spend more time with. All these people know I am real. That when I invite them into my life I have really asked them to allow me in theirs in a REAL way.

I wish I could shake the hurt I am still carrying over my new friendship that was apparently so readily jettisoned recently...did they not know I loved them...that I am 100% real...that I felt safe to speak the truth in love because of that...I thought they understood that. sad.