I Admire You
If nobody has told you lately, I hope you know that I admire you.
I admire the way you can juggle as many things as you do. You wear a million different hats, and you wear them so well. You are a parent, spouse, working professional, sibling, child, and friend — and you give all of those roles an incredible amount of attention. The way you pour yourself into your work, and the ones around you, and the community in which you live is amazing to me, for you do it all with grace, and humility, and seamless ease. I know you probably make it look easier than it is to do all you do, but I hope you know that I admire you.
I admire the way you can love after a heartbreak. You trusted someone, and they broke that trust. You gave someone the keys to your heart, and they, in turn, shattered it into a million tiny pieces. It would be easy to say that you will never love again. It would be easy to lean into the lie that tells you that love is not for you. It would be easy to build a wall around your heart that is impenetrable, never to let yourself lean on someone ever again. And yet, you didn’t do that — you chose to let love in once more. You decided to let love, not fear, be the thing that guides you — and that is remarkable. That is extraordinary, too. I hope you remember that when fear tries to creep back in, I hope you know that I admire you.
I admire the way you want to make this world better. Some people see the world’s problems, of their homes, of the communities in which they live, and add to the negativity that already exists. Then there are people like you, who don’t just complain about the problems they see or experience, but do whatever they can to fix it. They pour solutions and love and positivity into the cracks and chasms of negativity and hate. To make strides to make this world better for their families, for their friends, and for people they will never meet. Every action you take is to make this planet better for all who walk it — and I admire that.
I admire you.