Each of us has a hidden place somewhere deep within ourselves; a place where we go to get away, and to think things through. A place to be alone; to be ourselves.
This unique place, where we confront our deepest feelings, becomes a storehouse of all our hopes, all our needs, all our dreams and even our unspoken fears. It encompasses the essence of who we are and what we want to be.
But every now and then, whether by chance or design, someone discovers a way into that place we thought was ours alone. And we allow that person to see, to feel and to share, all the reason, all the uncertainty and all the emotion we’ve stored up there.
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm. Quietly they settle down into their own corner of our special place, where a bit of he or she will stay forever.
And we call that person a friend.
This unique place, where we confront our deepest feelings, becomes a storehouse of all our hopes, all our needs, all our dreams and even our unspoken fears. It encompasses the essence of who we are and what we want to be.
But every now and then, whether by chance or design, someone discovers a way into that place we thought was ours alone. And we allow that person to see, to feel and to share, all the reason, all the uncertainty and all the emotion we’ve stored up there.
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm. Quietly they settle down into their own corner of our special place, where a bit of he or she will stay forever.
And we call that person a friend.
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