My Sleeve Where It Should Be

As I was growing up, my father would always say that I wore my heart on my sleeve.  There were many years I tried to keep that heart off my sleeve.  I try to pretend that I am not so sensitive, a weak façade that everyone saw through.  I was the only person who believed that I had successfully removed the heart from my sleeve.   This blog is my full acceptance of my father's statement that I wear my heart on my sleeve.  Those posts that have been so important to me personally and spiritually from my other blog will one by one be edited and reposted here.  My Christmas posts will, however , be posted in both places.   I now fully acknowledge that I wear my heart on my sleeve, and that is where it should be...