Every once in a while we come across a truly genuine person. Someone who gives compliments with their heart in it. Or who comes honestly by their hurt and their happiness and their mistakes, freely expressing them with a level of trust most people only put in their one love, or their mother - not in a person they met a few months ago. And it's not the threatening kind of trust, or a trust that demands reciprocation. You know, the kind of trust that when given, demands your truest of truths as leverage for your unwavering fidelity.
This person asks you about your day - and ACTUALLY keeps their brains tuned in to hear it! Then they tell you about theirs without abandon because they are just so. damn. genuine. that they assume you're doing the same. I'm not joking. They're out there.
And so what are they there for? They often don't change us (unfortunately). They can't keep us in awe of their grace for long, before we shrug it off as a flaw and tune out again.
I suppose it's so we can find ourselves in a place of comfort like I have. My roommate, Melissa, is one of the genuine people. Everything I described. And I hope she's reading, so she knows how I appreciate it. I can walk in my place and see her - smiling or not, she doesn't feel the need hide it - and it just makes me feel glad to be as lucky as I am.
I hope you all have a person like Melissa in your life.
Love Sara. ♥
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