50 Shades of me

It’s a sad fact but for most of my life, people have wanted to hurt me in one way or another.

Those people have broke me and watched me shatter into a thousand pieces and didn’t even care where all those pieces landed or if I’d ever find them all to make myself whole again.

Well, at 46, I still haven’t found all the pieces but you know what, I don’t care because those little missing parts of me have allowed me to learn some great things.

I learned to treat others how I would like to be treated. I learned patience and compassion and kindness to all no matter who they are. I learned to put others first as there will always be someone in greater need than me.

All this I suppose is called “empathy” although I don’t really care what it’s called, I’m just
glad I got it

There is a great saying…

View original post 64 more words

Talk to me, I'd love to hear what you have to say.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s