...what about trust?

trust is on my mind tonight..

I even went to google to see what others have to say about it...

I couldn't find the words...a feeling? a choice?... 

and then I found this by Emerson, 

and he put it so simply....

put words to it....

trust

“A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays: First S

What a rare thing that is...that sort of friendship and trust...

what a gift to be given if someone trusts me like that...

I think there is a quote about trust being better than love...

I can love someone without trusting them...

and it's impossible 

 for me not to love someone 

I share that kind of friendship and trust...

knowing we can both be vulnerable and it will be respected....

a rare gift to be treasured and savored....

and nurtured.  

But dang it's so hard to allow that vulnerability... 

especially when it hasn't always worked out....

and isn't it the worst when it doesn't work out?

it hurts soooo much...

I've cried gallons of tears over broken trust....

and I've berated myself for allowing vulnerability   

because I know full well what it might mean in terms of hurt.  

But I do again and again 

because of the possibility that the 

pay off will be the kind of relationship 

Emerson writes about...... 

sometimes it happens and sometimes it doesn't.

xo