I found some things that were written about me. I was never intended to read them.
Looking at yourself through someone else's eyes is a scary proposition. I guarantee that not all of it is going to feel good, because when you are seen - truly and completely - that has to include the bad things; the things you are not so proud of. I can accept that. As I've said before, I'm well aware of my many faults and flaws. Sure, a comment here and there stung a little but it was all true and was pretty much what I expected. What did surprise me were the other things. The good things that I hope people see in me, the things I hope people love about me. And the things I never knew made such a difference.
For the brief time that this person walked through my life they truly saw me and loved what they saw. I know that I was never meant to read the words that were obviously a private way of dealing with things but I am glad that I did. It is a gift when someone truly sees you, understands you and cherishes you.
My friend, I hope you know that I saw you too and I loved what I saw.