I hope. I pray.
I desperately wish that I will never let myself be built up by someone else’s pain. I pray deeply that I will never benefit from another’s hurt. That rather, i will hurt with them. That rather, I will take time to understand rather than to assume. That rather, I will look past my feelings and see the deep humanity found in another.
I hope. I pray.
That I might think first with a gentle heart, next with an empathetic mind, and never with spite.
Lofty. In a world of cynicism and competition. Difficult. In a place of deep confusion and unexplainable paranoia. Challenging. In a life of pride.
Completely Necessary without excuse or recompense. In order to be whole.
Love first. Love second. Love last.
RunSingTeach 
Hard, hard work, girl. Keep me posted, I could use a lesson or two in that.
This is so heartbreaking, my friend. Sometimes I am so surprised at how much, how deeply you feel.