There are a million and one reasons to be hard, bitter, distant. Life can make us this way. But there is nothing more beautiful than tenderness….a sensitivity so pure, that hears words unspoken…cries withheld. Don’t let the junk of life tarnish your heart, put cotton in your ears, blinders over your eyes. It’s indeed hard to remain soft in a hostile world. But maybe it’s in the brokenness of our own lives that our tenderness and sensitivity come. I’m rough…I can hold my own, but I’m also tender…soft in the heart. May seem extreme, but I dont apologize for either, lol, for it is a bit of Who and what is inside of me coming out. I think we should let our HEARTS be revived once again…to be soaked with Love, with calouses removed. I know that’s what I want.