Remember that moment when you were hurt?
Left vulnerable and exposed?
Your wound was left raw and in pain
Pain lanced through all your senses. You were crippled by the sheer agony. Their words cut like a blade. You stitched yourself up, not letting anyone inside that cocoon..
that carapace you knit for yourself.
As you were bruised, people who cared offered to be your healing medicine while your enemies sought to make you bleed, inflame and swell with hatred and bitterness.
As you healed, people who cared protected you, covering up your wound with their tenderness and untainted love.
This community of people who love you came together to form an "umbrella"; a scab to shield you from your grievances that cause you pain.
As you recover, they stay by your side as a faithful scar reminding you that they are always there for you