I was always told I was a good writer. This could be true. This could be utterly, painfully false. But I've spent my life being scared of being so frantically imperfect. So I take this moment to say that I'm going to write. I have no great aspirations of great literary contributions. All I know is that my head is full of things to say. Some are witty, some are useful, some seem artfully poetic and meaningful (to me at the time at the very least). I was going to name this blog "Quality not Guaranteed" but some other brain trust thought of using it first. Aren't we all so daringly original? So I stared at the screen and tried to think of a fantastically amazing title. I couldn't think of one. So I just thought of words that came to mind when I thought of myself. The first was frail. Well that sounded way too emo right off the bat so I kept pondering. The beautiful fricative sound of the letter f kept appearing in my mind. Now I knew my favorite f word was going to be a little too revolutionary for a simple blog where I could narrate this crazy brain of mine. Frail as Fuck was just too much of a title for a simple gal like me. So I thought of another F word to bridge the gap between such disparate yet fricative descriptions. The reality is that in this world a person can be looked down on for being frail. We all must be strong. Weakness is frowned upon. But the older I become the more I see the strength in my frailty. The most beautiful things in this world are most often the ones that can be shattered easily. So how can I also be fierce? Everyone gets broken eventually. A child's heart can never fully keep its innocence. The real decisions come after one gets shattered. We fortify around the breakable center. We build walls. We apply frost to obscure the heat signature of a full heart. I did a lot of that. I still do much of the time. But I strive every day to keep my softness, my vulnerability, my incredible ability to love. Am I soft? Yes, I am. But this softness lets me give love more freely. It lets me see the insane beauty in everything. It lets me see in the hearts of others and love my enemies. My frailty is open to the world. The way I fight for my ability to love makes me frail and it makes me fierce.