Sometimes it gets really hard being the one to pick up other people's pieces, to mend a soul that's been torn. To know that you're fixing the broken aspects within someone is a blessing, don't get me wrong but at times it feels like with each soul I mend, I rip more of my own. I hope to one day find the person who'll do my job for me, mend the holes that have ripped into my soul and make me whole once more. I often think that I'm asking too much when I pray for that someone, how could I possibly burden someone else with this task? Asking them to dim their light in order to repair my own? I'd have to be incredibly selfish to even think it. Maybe I am incredibly selfish.
