I try hard to be a kind person as I walk through the world. I am not always successful as the man who cut me off in traffic this morning can tell you, but my intent is always there. I want to believe I am a good friend to others, I have many amazing friends in my life who have been part of my world for a long, long time. Why then is it so hard to be kind to myself? I have thought a lot about it this weekend and I don’t know the answer but I can tell you for 3 days I managed to be kind to myself. In the end I treated myself as my closest friends treat me… with care, tenderness, compassion, honesty and tough love when needed. Last week was a hard week for me, and I want to say thank you to everyone who sent me words of encouragement, hugged me, smiled at me, and talked me down from the edge. Through you I am learning to love me.