We all have them. Those thoughts that we hide from the general public of our lives.
Memories, some good, some bad, some just vague shadows filled with feelings.
Dreams of what we would like our future to be. What we want to accomplish, where we want to go, who we want to share it with. How we want to impact the world.
All kinds of dreams, hopes, desires, maybe even fantasies.
Personal. Private. Even sacred.
It is humbling to share them,
but more humbling to be the one trusted enough allowed into those places belonging to someone else.
What an honor.
What a privilege.
What a responsibility.
It must be earned. With trust. With respect. With friendship.
But mostly with unconditional love.
Having someone to share the private places with makes life worth living.