“You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.” – RUMI
People have been flooding my world with love and stopping by my Nana’s house with food and kind words. Everyone loved my Grampy. Even the people who got his tough love. I don’t think we ever really say what we need to say until it’s too late. The honesty spills out. It spills onto the floor and sometimes people can gather it, make sense of it. Sometimes they can’t and they don’t want to. Gramps never had a problem sharing his thoughts. And everyone loved that brutally honest man. You cannot put a price on raw honesty. To me, it is a form of love.
Spread the love you have to the people who deserve it. Give honest, tough love. Give it fiercely and fearlessly. I believe those who hold grudges against honest individuals secretly know they have done wrong. They are just too proud to admit someone else is right. Grampy didn’t believe in coddling. Sometimes we need to hear the truth to awaken necessary changes within us.
I am a thinker. I think about how the world works, how people work and how life works. If I can give any completely unwarranted advice, here it is:
Be honest. Be true. And keep it simple, stupid.
Listen to: “My Way” by Frank Sinatra