It doesn’t matter where you are from. It doesn’t matter what color your skin is. It doesn’t matter how old you are, how many lovers you had, or how many mistakes you think you made. I don’t care about your religion choice. I don’t care that you have no money. I don’t care that you are not popular. What I care about is, that you wake up every morning and you smile at the person you see in the mirror. What I care about is, that you speak to yourself kindly and you give yourself hope when there is no hope left. What I care about is that you spend time with yourself, imagining a new life, dreaming of what could be and thinking of all the people you can lend a hand to. Above all I care about the place in your heart that keeps beating no matter your loss, your circumstances, your dollar amount, or your accomplishment list. That heart beat doesn’t care about the mistakes, the losses, the language you speak, or who your family is. All your heart wants to know is, whether it can count on that next beat, that next breath and that next pump of blood that comes from feeling alive. The feeling that comes from feeling love, and most of all, compassion for yourself and for others. You know that feeling when you help someone who needs you? You remember that feeling when you gave hope to someone else? I know you do, because it is imprinted in your soul. Not only are you able to help yourself forgive, work, love, play and live ONCE AGAIN but it is IN YOU, to help everyone around you do all of the above. Yes I know it is Christmas tomorrow. Yes I know you have responsibilities to be nice, to give gifts, to be kind. But what I don’t know is, whether you feel responsible to: Give from your heart even to the ones who don’t give to you. To speak from your soul especially to those who lie to you. To DEEPLY love the ones who love you only on the surface. To be with yourself when every one leaves. And to stay present during this holiday season so you can get to know who you are capable of being regardless of the world you live in. Happy Holidays to you, the one who has always been there. Love Christina Share this post Related Posts Jamie's Kind of Kind Second Firsts Love Keep yourself dreaming.