I’ve debated the issue of ME quite a bit. It seems that when I am focused on me, I am being selfish, and I care too much to be selfish… But… God made me with the ability to experience and process life from my own perspective. He must find value in that, right? I can rejoice for one person’s blessings while mourning my own loss. It’s so hard to process feeling two opposing emotions at the same time, isn’t it? Anyhow, I started seeing all of the happenings of the world as raw images while I am photoshop. (I thought you’d appreciate this analogy, but it may also make no sense to anyone outside of my brain). I process the information that my heart, mind and body receive, and I interpret it. I make sense of it. My life experiences and personality put a filter on those events. It helps me make sense of when others have with such drastically different interpretations of same experiences than those I’ve had myself. Others have a different filter. The world is a more beautiful place as a result of the trillions of filters moving about, interpreting information and sharing it through each unique filter, but those filters have to be shared in order to add to the great tapestry of the world. And so, my fellow broken and perfect friend, I am so thankful that you shared you and that you think about you. Because you brought it back to you, my heart connected. It doesn’t seem selfish. It seems real, and it seems beautiful.