Ya know the funny thing about yesterdays post - I crave for the people in my life to be open and honest with me. Yet, I was not with so many last week.
Today I ran across a post in my drafts where I had written this:
I love, love, LOVE when people are real and forthcoming with me. When they know they can tell me anything. My goal in relationships is to let other people know I am safe and trustworthy. That is a very important quality to me so I assume it is important to others as well. Being a safe place to land for a loved one is crucial to me.
Then I asked myself… So, Tam, what you are expecting from others you are not truly willing to return?
I went on to read in this post-draft:
…and it hurts when I learn that something, or some things, have been withheld from me by a loved one/close friend. Perhaps I am not the safe place I thought I had constructed.
And this all has left me with a question…
Are we really the kind of friends that we expect others to be to us?
Are we doing enough self-evaluating? Are we allowing others to challenge us and speak the hard truths into our lives?
People. Fellowship. Community – all essentials of living. Togetherness.
I believe that when a community, any community, can expose who they really are…they link arm and arm together – creating a bond that with each link becomes harder to break.
At this moment, I am evaluating the strength of the link I am responsible for…