I am so good at hiding behind a smile. I get it... I know it... all too well. Not that this is a bad thing. Honestly it seems the more I "smile" the better things get. Tonight I felt an urge to reach out to those that are in pain, fighting a HARD BATTLE. Even if it seems small in comparison with someone else's trial, it doesn't matter. Our trials are our own, and they at times feel like they could BURY us. It's been interesting since my accident that my empathy has been expanded... I want to throw my arms around the world (not to sound cliche' :) But the reality of the distress of trials is more REAL to me now. My heart goes out not only to the obvious hurt and suffering, but to those that are hiding behind a smile.