Here's what I noticed today:
There's nothing that matches a good, face to face honest conversation.
Email doesn't cut it.
Facebook won't do it.
Texting is woefully inadequate.
Tell me something that matters, something I need to understand, and look in my eyes while you do it.
Take a deep breath in and breath out your truth, that thing that binds your anxiety; release it, and look at me.
Let me give you not only the benefit of the doubt but also the benefit of the subtle shift in your eyes, the pursing of your lips, the way you clutch your hands together.
Share your worry and your concern with more than letters strung together, typed in frantic emotion; let me see your face.
Let me see your heart.
We were made for this.