You know who you are – you feel it all. You feel the pains of your broken family, friends, and neighbors –you carry them. I do too.

You persist in your love for the people who slam doors in your face left and right. You care for the people you know don’t care for you back.

Your acts of service and thoughtfulness often go unnoticed and unthanked.

Your capacity for compassion is great, deep, heavy.

When someone confides in you, you actually feel what they’re feeling. You listen with your heart.