While It's Still Fresh

I never imagined I'd spill it.  Not with my issues about trust these days.

I'm with a very good friend after our medical mission stint this afternoon.  We talked about our plans and our career paths over coffee, tea and a yummy delicious apple pie when the career talk became more personal.  We opened our closets and revealed to each other our well-kept skeletons.

My skeleton is the best a-little-over-4-year-old kept secret.  I did not tell a friend-soul.  Not one - until today.  I always tell people there are some things you keep even to those who mean the most to you, just because you have to.  This skeleton is big and it could, hopefully, explain a lot about me and the way I do and handle situations.  I can imagine the contortion my face has to do as I try to conceal the pain over my sobs and tears.  More than 4 years have passed, but the pain and heaviness remained the same.

It still hurts.  But what happened today brings relief because I realized I still can trust people again.  I shattered the walls I built around my heart and held it out for somebody to see, hoping that it could shed a little light about me.  

My friend said she felt my pain long before I even hinted, and she knew what it was.  I badly needed somebody to tell me that - to look through me and make me feel that somebody bothered to care.  Thank you PR.  I'm keeping you and that apple pie moment.

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