Love Letter

You don't believe you are special and you scoff at the very notion.  I've told you any man lucky enough to claim you as a partner in romance would never be good enough, and you found that idea unfathomable.  I remind you of why this is so:

You seem to give all of yourself.  Not just attention and kindness to those you love, but your very heart.  You give yourself without shame nor doubt.  That level of confidence alone is admirable and enviable, yet you seem to not even notice what you share.  Like everyone else, you only see the flaws - the bits of yourself that cause you shame.  Yet when asked, you are more open and innocent of the effect you have on people than anyone I've ever known.  You are present for those you love, you truly love them - individually, unequivocally, and shamelessly.

Some of us have only felt that level of trust and compassion a few rare times in our lives, yet you give it as if it were proper and reasonable.  For some of us, this becomes difficult to understand because you then give the same level of care to the next person you know and love... and there are several.

This is not admonishment, rather an explanation from those who greet the day slightly happier because we know you.  It is not a curse or failing of your personality, but a skill to be celebrated.  More should be as unconditional as you.  More should love those in our lives without shame and doubt.  More of us should be as willing to give of our hearts as freely because when you do, you gain more people in your life who love you with equal intensity and will move the very heavens to see to your happiness.

If we all strove as much as you to compassion, the world would know no fear or hatred because we would all be supported by the knowledge that we are cared for.  All pain would be temporary and none would be alone.

For this you are better than all of us; for this you are unique; and for this, we are not worthy of the love you share, yet you share it still.