Growing.

I've had some conversations this week that are suspended in my mind, held together by a single thread.  

Mostly, I listened. Sometimes I responded.  These were those conversations in which there is so much to say, but you don't know how to say it; if you should say it.  Or maybe you need to let it go, let them grow. Sometimes you do need to just leave it all hanging there, unanswered.  Sometimes that is how we arrive at the point.

The point of this- the point I learned the hard way and remind myself of often- is this:

The brighter the faults of others, the darker my own heart.

In the end, that's what I hope you see- and please keep reminding me the same.