And like the rider, many of us go about life unaware of the pain we inflict. Not out of cruelty, but simply because we fail to notice.
We fail to check. we assume all is well.
Not everyone who is quiet is okay. And not every wound bleeds outward. Don't be so focused on your own
Sometimes, Just sometimes
Sometimes, like the horse in this picture, people carry wounds in silence.
They bleed internally from the actions of others, harsh words, neglect, and insensitivity, yet they never speak up.
They smile, serve, love, and show up.....while hurting quietly