Blessed with a Star on the Forehead
(this started as an e-mail to my friend after a long conversation last night.
Dear Friend, this is to you, and to me, and to all in pain!)
I am really sorry for being hard on you sometimes and probably causing you pain with my harsh words. But my words are only the frustration that I feel when I think that you are stuck on the hurts of the past. I wish I could just grab you by the shoulders and shake some sense into you.
I hope one day to come up with a magic word that will snap you out of the past and into the present. Until then I will keep trying with the weapons I have: brutal honesty peppered with humor all enveloped in love.
I wish I could just give you a hug and hold you for a long time and be held by…
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