I’m scared to be brave today, too, if that helps you at all. I’m scared to love today, scared to hope. I’m worried that I’m going to look like a fool or end up more bruised. And if I’m being totally honest with you, every time I get a bruise, I want to become the girl in the plastic bubble and not let anyone near my heart. But I think that’s what my MiniBFFs do for me. They keep me soft. They bump into the bruises but don’t hurt them.
