This is hard and difficult work. But isn’t this our greatest work? We are conditioned from a young age to put armor on to prevent our hearts from getting hurt. We build walls to protect ourselves from the pain of rejection, the pain of loss, the pain of feeling abandoned and alone.

But the most beautiful, raw, tender moments are when we allow those walls to crumble and let the beams of love touch our hearts. Sometimes there comes a point when we are too sick, too weak, or too lost to even find the pieces of our armor. When we feel the most vulnerable, this is when we are met with the achingly beautiful beams of love from those who sweep in to support us.

We are not put here on earth to endure the pain of love. We are here to experience and endure the beauty of love.